“Brie said they’re at the hostess station,” Aubrey says, putting her phone back into her purse.
“I’ll go get their drinks,” I say with a wink and walk away.
As I’m walking back to their table with the other two drinks, I notice this gorgeous beauty sitting next to Brie. This woman has curves in all the right places. The jeans she’s wearing hug her in a way that makes me jealous of denim. Her hair is light brown and shoulder length, framing her beautiful face. She’s stunning in a girl-next-door kind of way, but as I get closer to her, I find that it’s her huge sapphire blue eyes that stand out the most. They could light up the darkest of rooms and it seems as if her eyes can see straight into my soul. I can’t help but stare back at her. I’ve never given women more than a moments’ glance until now. Especially since my ex-wife and all her bullshit I had to deal with. I swore off women because it’s just not worth the hassle. Approaching the table, Brie leans over and gives me a kiss on the cheek as I put down her drink.
“Roped into working again tonight, huh?” Brie teases.
“I don’t mind, gives me something to do and I get to hang out with pretty women all night. Beats my day job by a long shot,” I say with a smirk.
The women laugh. “Mia, this is Liam. Liam, this is Mia,” Brie says as she introduces us.
“It’s nice to finally meet you. Your brother, Jaxson, has told me so much about you.”
“Jaxson talks about me? How do you know him?” I inquire.
“We often have coffee to catch up,” Mia explains. As she says this, I recall all the times that my brother said something about meeting Mia for coffee. I always thought it was odd that she would have coffee with her best friend’s boyfriend without her best friend there. Apparently, it started out as a promise Jaxson made to Kellie when she left for Alaska with Kimberly to be Mateo’s event-coordinating assistants. I don’t think they ever had official job titles there. That is a whole different story for another time.
“Liam, is that drink for Mia?” Ella grins, reminding me that it’s time to break her friend in.
“Yes!” I place the drink in front of her.
“Thank you!” She smiles as she lifts the drink to her luscious lips to take a sip. She sets it back down on the table and says, “That is really good, what is it?”
“A Screaming Orgasm,” I say with a sexy smile.
“A Screaming Orgasm?” Mia asks with caution.
“Have you ever had one before?” My inquiring mind can’t help but wonder out loud. For some reason, I find myself wanting to know more than the answer about the drink.
“Can’t say I have ever had a screaming orgasm,” Mia concedes.
“I know your ex, honey. I don’t doubt that for a minute!” Aubrey jokes, and the women laugh. I try to stifle my laugh threatening to bubble up. Something inside of me tells me she isn’t really joking though.
“It’s my pleasure to have given you your first screaming orgasm.” I wink at her.
“So, is that like a script here or something?” Mia inquires with that sexy-as-sin smile on her beautiful face.
“What do you mean?” Ella asks innocently. She’s engaged to my brother, Xander, the one who owns this place. She’s anything but innocent.
“If I ask him what he recommends is he going to say a Blow Job or Sex on the Beach?” Mia clarifies.
I lean closer to her and whisper quietly, yet loud enough for the table to hear, “I prefer a Creamy Pussy.” Mia’s face flushes a gorgeous crimson red. I must admit, she’s even sexier when she blushes.
“What’s in that?” she challenges, trying to hide her shyness.
Without skipping a beat, I flirt without trying. “A stir stick.”
“Kind of short and thin to put into a creamy pussy, don’t you think?” she counters, confidently teasing me. My breath hitches a bit, because up until now, she’s been acting quiet and shy. I find myself becoming more and more mesmerized by this woman and her banter by the second. She’s playing along with the Python’s theme and doing it well.
“What do you think I put in a wet pussy?” I ask her, watching as her face turn a whole new shade of red.
“You just said a thin stir stick; no creamy pussy wants that.” She pauses a minute, picks up the menu and asks, “What’s good here?”. She’s trying to change the subject. I notice her clenching her thighs together. I can’t help but wonder if she’s as turned on by this as I am. Ella lets out a small cough that pulls me away from my dirty thoughts, and I glance at the women in my family to find them staring at both of us in complete shock at the conversation they just witnessed.
“I would like the Ram Her Gerd, well done,” Brie says.
“The what?” Mia asks.
“It’s Python lingo for burger,” Brie explains.
“Cheesy Boomsticks,” Aubrey says.
“How are tacos…” Mia starts. “Never mind.” She laughs.
“What were you going to say?” I inquire. This woman has me under her spell.
“So, do you work here often?” I start wondering if maybe this is her way of showing she is as interested in me as I am in her.
“I do not. I’m helping out my brother, Xander, he owns the place. But tell me, how is it that we have never crossed paths before now? You go to coffee with Jaxson, and hang out with all the girls in my world. Even the kids know you.”
“Well, my two kids keep me pretty entertained so there’s not a lot of time for anything else,” Mia says, vaguely answering my question. If there is one thing I hate, it’s vague answers.
I finish taking their orders and walk back to the bar to start making a Creamy Pussy for Mia. My mind travels down a path it shouldn’t go when I start thinking about what her creamy pussy would feel like. I haven't thought about a woman like that since my ex-wife. What is this woman doing to me? Why her? Why now? A million questions are running through my mind as I make up the new drinks for the table. I’m lucky that Xander has everything set up electronically. All the orders get put into the digital system as the waiters take the orders and go directly to the kitchen. Makes my job a little easier, especially when there is a certain woman taking up all my thoughts.
I snap out of my thoughts when I hear two employees talking in a near whisper close by.
“Did you see the blonde over there? She is fucking hot as sin! I bet she would look amazing with those lips wrapped around—” one of the two guys start to say.
“Gentlemen, I bet you would lose your jobs if your boss heard you talking about his fiancé like that,” I tell them as seriously as I possibly can.
“That blonde is Xander’s fiancé?” the second guy exclaims.
“All the women at that table are taken by Xander and his brothers,” I explain to them.
“I call bullshit! Xander only has three brothers,” the first guy challenges.
“I would know, I am one of them.”
“You are the boss’s brother?” the second one says in total disbelief.
“Biologically, same parents even.” I can’t even try to hide my sarcasm. Xander and I look a lot alike. “There are four of us in total that are biological brothers, the other two were unofficially adopted.” I pause a moment to let that sink into their thick skulls, not that I think it will do any good. Then I ask them, “Do you like working here?”