At the restaurant

Rebecca's POV

I call for a cab, and we wait for it. Nica had already texted me the name of the restaurant we were going to. It was the same place we were the last time we went to have our lunch together. She loved that place, and I recall it was never overcrowded like the cheap hotels in our place.

Within fifteen minutes, the cab arrived, and I told him where we were going. Since it was a famous place, he did not have any trouble finding it. We were there in no time. Nica texted me to say she was already there, and she was waiting for us already.

We alight and Carlos pays for the cab. “This place is a classy, babe.” He says as we enter the gate.

“Yeah, Nica is a high-class girl. She does not like cheap places.” I say.

We entered the restaurant and there were no many people. I searched for Nica with my eyes. It’s like she saw us coming in because she raised her hand. “She is there.” I tell Carlos, and he follows me from behind.

“Hello.” I greet Nica as I kiss her by the cheek.

“Hell