Page 4 of Strong Coffee

Not understanding these new feelings, I went back to my phone and tried distracting myself from thoughts of that guy. There was no way he was looking at me and wanting more. He was probably wondering why the hell I had been staring at him in the first place. I was reading too much into it. Maybe it was because I hadn’t been laid in so long, that any guy who looked at me made me feel like they wanted sex. Or it had been what I hoped for.

Rubbing the back of my neck, I tried easing some of the tension resting on my muscles. Owning a business and attempting to own more was stressful as hell.

My attention was brought back to my mysterious stranger still sitting by himself across the room.

When a waitress walked by me, I caught her arm. “Whatever he’s having, it’s on the house. Do not charge him for anything and tell him if he wants anything else, it’s free too.”

The waitress followed my gaze. “You mean the guy sitting by himself?”

The one who’s tattooed to the nines and hot as fuck. “Yes,” I croaked.

She looked up at me, a wide grin spreading on her face. “Will do but I do have to say that you’ve never done this before.”

I caught her gaze, trying to place a name with her face.

“Mindy.” She stuck out her hand. “I’m new and we haven’t officially met yet.”

“Camden.” I returned her handshake, not wanting to be rude but I really wanted her to make sure my current obsession was taken care of before I could do the same.

“It’s nice to meet you.” She gave me a wide smile. “I’ll make sure your friend enjoys the rest of his dinner.”

“Thank you,” I muttered, shoving my hands in my pockets and shifting from foot to foot. I watched as Mindy went up to the table and greeted the guy I wanted to dive into. As she spoke to him, she pointed over her shoulder, aiming directly at me.

I turned and headed down the hallway before he caught me staring at him again. I had no idea what the hell I was doing but what I did know was that for once, I was going to do something for me. Unfortunately for the hot as fuck stranger, he was going to get my full wrath and I wasn’t sure how he would take it.

THREE

Brady

I wasn’t a flirtby any means. But when the mysterious man kept staring my way, I did my best to let him know that I noticed. Fuck me, did I ever notice him.

It also helped that he wouldn’t let me pay for anything.

When the waitress came over, she introduced herself as Mindy.

“The owner told me to tell you that everything is on the house tonight.” She gave me a wide smile, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Oh. Can I ask why?” Not that I was complaining. Who didn’t like a free meal? But there had to be a catch of some sort. There always was.

“I’mnot sure.” Mindy shrugged. “He insisted and who am I to argue with the boss?” Before I could question her any more on the matter, she spun on her heel and left.

I looked for my current obsession, but he was nowhere to be found. Disappointment settled in the pit of my stomach.

Finishing up my meal and drinks, I offered to pay.

“I appreciate that,” Mindy said, giving me a wide smile. “But Mr. West insisted that it’s on the house.”

“I really don’t feel comfortable—”

“I’m just doing my job, so please don’t make me tell my boss that you’re refusing his offer.” She paused. “And trust me. He doesn’t pay for just anyone, so you obviously caught his eye for whatever reason.”

I grunted, fighting back an eye roll. Clearly the guy just wanted to get laid and nothing more. Couldn’t say I blamed him really when I had been wanting to do the same thing. “Okay. Well please thank him for me.”

“Will do.” Mindy nodded. “Enjoy the rest of your night,” she said with a smile and went back to serving other customers.

I should have left but I didn’t want to. Not yet. I needed to either meet this guy, introduce myself to him or for us to just fuck and get it out of both of our systems.

I ended up down a hall that led to the bathrooms. I didn’t know where the owner’s office was. A part of me wanted to go hunting for it but another part thought that maybe I had read into things wrong.