What Do You Think Of Her?

Arabella's Pov

I cleared Dallas' table when the break was over. A few more customers came into the café and immediately filled the empty tables, ordering what they wanted and then continuing to chat with each other or play on their cell phones.

"You're Bella's brother and asked permission to follow her around while she works?" Max asked, repeating my brother's summarized words as he watched us. He hurriedly opened a drawer and handed me the same apron I was wearing. "I'll let you, but you have to help us too. You'd better wait outside if you don't want to help."

I looked at Dallas, who was watching the apron Max was holding, still considering. The man who was my superior moved his hand impatiently. "Do you want to or not?"

"I will, I'll do it." Dallas quickly put on the apron, and we were shooed away to serve the customers. I quietly took out my cell phone and snapped a picture of Dallas from behind and another one when we parted ways to serve different tables.

I could hear the compli