Chapter 8

"I'll give it a shot then , if it doesn't work , don't kill me for not bringing her for dinner . I'm still eating that steak . " I sighed , looking at the clock . *** After they left , I spun on my office chair , thinking of ways to ask her for dinner . Gosh this is harder than I thought . "Uhm hey . " She opened the door , walking in with a new pile of files . "Hey . " I flashed her a smile , playing with my tie as I tried to jumble up my thoughts . "Dumbo huh ? " She laughed , pointing at the jellyfish . "Yeah . My mom named it . "I chuckled with her , trying to kill the nervousness that was trying to crawl back under my skin . "Cute . " She commented , resuming on her office work . She didn't even spare me a glance after looking at the effing jellyfish . Chances dropped John , she's not gonna say yes . Deep breath John . Deep breath . This is your only chance . Deep breath . "Uh Adriana ? " I