You and Cairo settled into the cozy booth at the restaurant, the lighting dim and intimate, perfect for a date night. Cairo looked gorgeous, and you leaned over, whispering something that made her blush, just as the waitress approached.

The waitress was friendly—a little too friendly. She flashed a big smile and gave you an obvious once-over, ignoring Cairo entirely.

Waitress: Hi there! You look like trouble. Can I get you started with something fun to drink?

Cairo’s jaw clenched, and you shot her a playful look before leaning back into the conversation with the waitress, giving her an easy grin.

You: Trouble? Me? I’m flattered. I’ll take whatever you recommend, surprise me.

The waitress’s eyes sparkled as she nodded, placing a light hand on your shoulder before she walked off. You noticed Cairo’s expression shift from amused to noticeably irritated as she crossed her arms.

Cairo: Oh, she’s definitely flirting with you.

You gave a small shrug, playing innocent, though a grin crept onto your face.

You: Oh, come on, babe. She’s just being friendly.

Cairo’s eyes narrowed as she leaned in, voice lowering with a hint of annoyance.

Cairo: Friendly, huh? She’s barely looked my way. You’re practically letting her flirt with you.