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“There’s someone else here?” I demand, almost yelping thequestion.
When I turn back to Hailey she’s shaking with laughter, her tits bouncing slightly with the movement and doing nothing to help me curb the desire to rip her out of the rest of herclothes.
“No, stupid,” she answers. “It’s just me. Do you really think I’d let you strip me down on a table if there was someone else in thestore?”
“Maybe,” I tell her. “You could be a hardcore exhibitionist, for allIknow.”
She laughs and pulls her shirt on, working her way up the buttons as my eyes linger on their final look atherbody.
“So when are we going on our date?” I ask. “Rightnow?”
She pushes me away and slides off the table, balling her apron up inonehand.
“Patience is avirtue.”
“Oh, I assure you I have noneofthat.”
I reach over and squeeze her ass. She gasps and I can’t resist pulling her into me and kissing her one last time. Her mouth yields to mine, her impossibly soft lips parting, letting me taste her. I reach for the waistband of herpants.
She breaks away, taking my hands in her own and pulling themoffher.
“I really do have to go,” she says, smirking, “and besides, I don’t trust you yet,remember?”
“I’m going tofixthat.”
I have no idea how, but I’m going to make thisright.
We exchange phone numbers and Hailey tells me she has to check her schedule, but thinks she can see me this weekend. She laughs when I tell her I’m free all the time and have no life outside of Knox Security. I let her believe that’sajoke.
Stepping out of the cafe, I jump a bit when a passing car lets out a honk. The silver SUV slows and pulls up at the curb a few feet away. One of the tinted windows startsrollingdown.
“Evening, Jordan,myboy!”
There’s only one person I know who calls me ‘myboy.’
I take a few steps forwards and sure enough, Ludo is in the driver’s seat, leaning across the car to shout at me through thewindow.
“Hey, Uncle Ludo!” I shout back, not really wanting to move anycloser.
“Still hitting up those coffee girls, I see. That’s my boy!” He flashes me a thumbs up and thendrivesaway.
Right. That’s another thing I’ll need to clear up with Hailey:You may still sort of hate me and think I’m an asshole, but really, I’m not. Oh and by the way, my entire office thinks I’ve already screwed you and all of your coworkers, and I’m letting them believe that for the sake of mycareer.
I’m going to need a lot more sticky notes to get methroughthis.
