Vic leaned back in his chair, eyes looking towards the bathroom, seeing if his wife was going to come out anytime soon. Still, no sign of her.<br/><br/>He was really starting to question his marriage with her, and if they were really meant to be. A soft sigh came over his lips, the waitress brought out their order as he fought back and forced a fake smile. The waitress left the food, smiled and walked away. Vic picked up his fork and just played with his food, he rose his head up and seen this female walking in, with a camera in her hand. He didn't mean to stare but she was beautiful.<br/><br/>He felt a slight pain upside the back of his head and noticed that his wife had made it back to the table.<span style="color: #FF0080">"What do you think you are doing? Do we need to get our food to go and talk?"<br/></span><br/>Vic rolled his eyes and slammed his fist on the table, getting up, an angry tone coming over his voice.<span style="color: #000080">"You are really getting on my nerves. Now, sit down and eat, then we'll talk later."</span>He pointed his index finger at her then towards her seat as she sat down with a huff and folded her arms over her chest. He sat down sighing as he ran his fingers through his raven colored locks of hair.<br/><br/>His eyes turned back towards the female, briefly then he smiled, but it wasn't forced. It was real...