Page 93 of Our Forbidden Romance 1

The guy sitting in front of me quickly swings around to look at me, and I nearly drop the tray when I realize it’s Ezra. His eyes go wide, and a confused look appears on his face. I put on a brave face pretending I don’t know him. Everyone takes a glass from the tray, including Ezra.

“Enjoy your night.” I smile, rushing off.

What are the chances of this? I think the best thing for me to do is stay away from table one. I move on to table two, and as I do, Bella arrives back at the table, taking her place next to Ezra. She leans over and kisses him. My stomach tightens as jealousy takes over. It is the first time I have seen them together since Ezra and I became serious. It’s hard watching them. Yes, I know Ezra doesn’t want her anymore, but it doesn’t make seeing them sharing a kiss any easier. It also reminds me that I have taken him from another woman, something I didn’t think I was capable of.

I take a few deep breaths, calming myself before approaching the next table. I am dreading seeing Ezra tomorrow. It won't be surprising if he breaks up with me because he thinks I am some crazy bitch who stalks him and his girlfriend.

I need to get through tonight and worry about everything else tomorrow.

I glance around,trying to see where Alana has gone to, but my eyes can’t find her. I can’t believe she is here. Alana is the last person I expected to see. Yes she told me she was working, but I didn’t think it would be here. I have no idea what to do. I haven’t ever been in a situation like this one. Surely Alana didn’t know she would be working the event I am attending.

“Ezra, what are you looking for?” Bella asks, annoyed because she is trying to have a conversation with me, but I am distracted.

I put my attention on her. “Hmm, what, sorry? I am not looking for anything.”

Bella rolls her eyes. “It doesn’t matter now,” she snaps, turning away from me in a huff.

I shake my head. Getting to my feet I walk away. I need a drink that isn’t champagne. I hear my father call after me, but I ignore him. I wish I could leave, but the damn thing has only just started. I find my way to the bar, squeezing into a space to be served. It doesn’t take long for someone to approach.

“Hello, sir. What can I get you?” the bartender asks.

“A scotch on the rocks. Make it a double, please,” I reply. I will be needing a few of these to make it through tonight. I scan the room as I wait for my drink, still trying to find Alana, and I finally spot her. She is serving drinks at a table, but it seems like the tray is nearly empty. She will have to return here and get some more, which will be my chance to talk to her.

The second I get my drink I rush over. Alana is on her way back to the kitchen, but she will need to wait a minute because I appear in front of her, taking her arm I pull her aside.

“What the hell are you doing here? Why didn’t you tell me this is where you are working?” I snap, not on purpose, but I am stressing out.

“Excuse me? Don’t you dare take that tone with me, Ezra. I am working. What does it look like? Tell you? I didn’t even know until I came out and spotted Bella.” I can hear the annoyance in her voice, aimed directly at me.

“I am sorry, but I am freaking the hell out. We shouldn’t even be talking right now, not so publicly,” I regret my choice of words the moment they come from my lips.

Alana glares at me. “God forbid you get caught talking to the help,” she snaps.

“Angel, I didn’t mean it like that. I am stressed, and it is making me act like an idiot.” I can argue my case, but from the look on her face, it isn’t going to help any.

“Whatever, Ezra. I get it. You can’t be seen with someone like me. I need to get back to work. You should get back to your family and your girlfriend,” she whimpers, shaking her head and disappearing into the kitchen.

I want to run in after her, but it isn’t a possibility. I didn’t mean to upset her. She took everything the wrong way, and that is on me for the manner I said it in. I down my drink, and go get another before retaking my seat at the table with everyone else.

“Ezra, babe, are you okay?” Bella asks sweetly, acting the opposite of how she was not long ago.

I smile. “Yes. I am fine.”

She leans over, kissing me softly. “Sorry, I snapped at you,” she coos.

“It is okay. All is forgotten.” I’d rather not fight with Bella tonight. I have enough on my plate with Alana here, never mind adding to it. Thankfully Bella seems happy enough with my response and turns to continue conversing with my mother. I rest back, sipping my drink.

I need to find a way to talk to Alana and apologise to her because I don’t want her to go to bed tonight angry at me.

I excuse myself to use the restroom. I don’t need it, but it will allow me to text Alana. I know she won’t get it until she is on break or after her shift. I slip into one of the stalls, sit down and take my cell from my pocket. I open a text to Alana.

Hey, my love. I am sorry for the shit I said. I didn’t mean how it sounded. I didn’t want to upset you. Please don’t be angry with me. I love you xx

I sigh, hitting send I place the phone back in my pocket. It will be torture waiting for her to reply, if she replies at all. If she doesn’t, I will let her be tonight and stop by her apartment tomorrow once Bella leaves.

I spot Alana on my way back, but she is busy serving. She must have felt me watching her because she glances over, but she is too far away for me to read the expression on her face. She turns away as quickly as she looks at me. I put my head down until I reach my table, my heart is hurting with how she reacted to me. It is going to be an awkward night.

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