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Lita couldn't help the smile that came to her lips as she eyed the handsome blond man sitting at the booth before her.
He was so damn charming... And somehow, the redheaded waitress had a feeling he knew it.
"Well..." she managed. "This is one of Torrie's tables, but maybe I can make an exception and wait on you if you like." Inside, she was actually cringing, as she realized she sounded like a silly teenage girl with a crush on the cute, popular guy in school. Despite herself, she couldn't help the intense attraction she felt toward this man. And she was pretty sure that attraction was mutual.
"That would be great," Edge said, his green eyes still examining her pretty face.
Lita's smile widened a bit more, and, embarrassed, she noticed Matt and Jeff Hardy watching them in her peripheral vision. She knew she was going to have to answer more than a few questions from her friends later on. She only hoped Jeff wouldn't jump on her for having an interest in the man who'd attacked Christian...
"Okay... Well... I'd better go see to someone else's order," the young woman said self-consciously.
"Wait, one more thing," Edge said, his emerald gaze still fixed to her.
"Sure..." Lita said expectantly.
The blond man licked his lips in slight nervousness, then quickly ran a hand through his long hair.
"Can I take you out sometime?"
The redhead blinked in surprise, her heart pounding fast as she absorbed his question. Had this man really just asked her out? She was in such shock that she couldn't initially reply.
"Okay, okay," the man said, waving one hand. "Your silence speaks for you. I understand."
"Huh?" Lita snapped back to reality in an instant, shaking her head. "Oh, no - I'm just surprised, that's all. I'd love to go out sometime."
"Oh..." Edge said, blinking. A small gleam came into his eyes as he looked back up into the waitress' eyes intensely. "Fantastic," he smiled. "When is the next time you're free?"
The redhead cocked her head to one side.
"Actually, I'm free tomorrow night," she answered. "Day off." And well-deserved, she thought. It had been a long time coming, as she'd been having to fill in for Torrie and do the blonde's shift on nights she'd been a no-show.
"All right... So, it's a date," the tall man said, leaning back in his seat as he eyed her appreciatively.
Lita bit her lip, a smile returning to her face as she fumbled with her little notepad. She wrote down her phone number, then tore off the sheet and handed it to him.
"Give me a call and we can figure out where to meet and stuff..." she said.
"I'll definitely do that," Edge promised.
The redhead gave a little nod, then turned to head across the establishment to another table. Her smile vanished as she caught sight of Torrie standing several feet away, staring at her with contempt on her face. The platinum blonde had a plate in one hand, the BLT the blond man had ordered on it, a cup of coffee and a saucer in the other. There appeared to be a touch of suspicion in her blue eyes. Evidently, she was not pleased with Lita's exchanged with Edge.
The redhead ignored the other woman as she headed for one of her tables. Torrie, meanwhile, made a beeline for the tall blond man's table, her facial expression still annoyed.
"So, what gives?" the pushy busty blonde asked as she placed the BLT and coffee before the Canadian man.
Edge reached for the sandwich and took a hearty bite.
"Hmm?" He glanced up at his waitress cursorily.
"How dare you?!" Torrie cried, a cross look coming to her features. "You reject me - me! And then you go and make a date with the skank of this place?"
Across the restaurant, Lita's guard went up, fury coming to her as she caught the blonde's words. Her first instinct was to march over to Torrie and punch her out, but she refrained from doing so out of fear of losing her job. As much as she disliked the woman, it just wasn't worth it.
"My, my..." Edge said, his tone chastising. He shook his head as he glared at the blonde bimbo. "No need to be so bitter toward her just because I wasn't interested..."
Torrie narrowed her eyes at him.
"Oh, I get it - you must be gay..."
"No - I just happen to not like whores like you," came the calm, confident retort, and other diners nearby 'oohed,' eyeing the two with great interest.
The platinum blonde felt her face flush deep red, and, humiliated, she turned and raced toward the kitchen.
Edge's handsome face wore a satisfied grin as he watched Torrie storm off, then he shifted his gaze to Lita.
Some of the diners, as well as Trish, who'd also overheard the dispute, applauded...