Chapter 38: An Intense Rush of Emotions

Chapter 38: An Intense Rush of Emotions

Jason watched Rico walk out of the restaurant's doors before turning his eyes to the business card that Rico had given him and feeling the sudden urge to rip it apart.

He didn't like the feeling that Rico gave off and for some reason, he felt a bit annoyed and quite uncomfortable with him, but for now, he didn't have much of a choice as he was in a bit of a hurry.

The fact that the club had told him to hurry up on his side, and also the fact that he knew that it was best for him to get all contract issues over with before COVID hit the club's pockets hard had him not wanting to waste even an extra second on signing the contract.

Only when he had put his pen to paper and was added to the team roster could he feel at ease.

'I don't plan on hiring him again anyway,' he thought to himself as he put the card into a jacket pocket before picking up the menu once again to order some food.

He felt a little hungry and the scent of delicious food was doing a good job of making him salivate.

Looking at the menu, he couldn't help but shake his head bitterly as most of the food on the menu was too greasy to be on the plate of a strict sportsman like him. Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

Just as he was settling on a few less greasy foods, he heard a young female voice beside him that prompted him to look up immediately to respond.

"Have you decided on what to order?" a young waitress who looked to be in her late teens appeared in Jason's view as she asked in Portuguese.

"Oh! Uhm... ahem, uh, y-yeah, I'll have the Tripas a moda do Porto, calamari with arroz de feijao, and a glass of lemonade," Jason replied in Portuguese, trying to hide his sudden involuntary stuttering and maintain his impassive face.

"Oh wow. I figured that you weren't from around here but you knew Portuguese?" the young waitress was surprised at Jason speaking Portuguese and responded in Portuguese.

"You figured right. I am not from around here," Jason had a slight smile appear on his face as he replied.

"Are you Brazilian?" she questioned with curiosity as she had noticed that Jason's Portuguese sounded quite different from hers even though they could understand and speak to each other.

"Nigerian and American," Jason said in reply.

"I don't think they speak Portuguese in any of those places?" the young waitress questioned, a bit confused.

It was then that he realized that he was actually scared.

He had always been scared of losing someone again despite the low chances of it ever happening, but after he had been given another chance, he had always tried to do things differently, yet he wasn't sure if he wanted to try something as intense and dangerous as what he was feeling.

Jason was still thinking when someone brought his food over.

He almost did not remember to acknowledge that he had received his food as he was currently in an emotional dilemma that he had never thought he would experience in his life.

But with food now on the table, he shelved his emotional dilemma and focused on the more important things at hand, he'd get back to his emotional dilemma after he was done with his food.

And that was exactly what he did, he pushed all his thoughts to the side and focused on the taste of offals, shrimps and lulas, and rice and beans.

After he was done eating and sipping on his lemonade, the young waitress who was the cause of his emotional turbulence appeared before him with his bill,

"Here's your bill," she said daintily as she placed the bill on his table.

"Will you be needing anything else?" she asked as she waited while Jason was pulling out his wallet.

"... Actually, yes, I'll be needing three things," Jason said after a while as he pulled out his wallet and snapped it open.

"I'd be needing your name, your contact details, and the time you're getting off," he said, a decisive smile appearing on his face as he placed some money on the table while internally thinking,

'I might have gotten another chance, but we only live once, right?'

'...Best not to have any regrets,' he had made his decision and it was a hasty one, which was not like him at all, but well, he was trying to do things a little differently now.

"Sofia..."

"... My shift ends in an hour," Sofia said with a flirtatious smile as she put a piece of paper on the table and picked up the money before walking away, with a little sway in her hips.

Jason picked up the paper to see the words "I thought you'd never ask" as well as a string of numbers on it.