Page 42 of Uncharted Desires
I turn my back to the line of people milling around the bar and hunch over my phone so they can’t see I’m slacking off.
Me:Try not to get me fired before that.
Three dots appear on the screen as I hold my phone with one hand, using the shaker with the other.
Mr. Uptight:I’m trying, but… CAN YOU BLAME ME?
Chuckling, I put the phone away and summon the rest of my energy to make sure everyone is happy and intoxicated.
Minutes tick by at a turtle speed as I dance along the liquor shelves. By the time Jesse returns from his break, the line has almost disappeared, and I lean against the wall, rubbing my tense shoulder.
“Excited for a weekend off?” Jesse asks as he stands beside me, scanning the bar for potential customers.
My mind immediately slips into the horny mode I’ve been trying to shove away for the past few days.
Not having sex when you don’t have anyone to have it with is one thing. Not having sex when there’s an eager body waiting for you is just blue balls.
“You have no idea.” I shoot him a grin, and Jesse gives me a knowing look.
Am I that transparent?
“I’m not gonna lie, I’m a little jealous,” he quips before sauntering to a guy on the other side of the bar, swaying his hips on his way just to fuck with me.
My phone buzzes for the hundredth time tonight, and I don’t even need to check to know who it is.
Mr. Uptight:Thirty minutes!!! AND I have two pieces of news for ya!
I make sure there’s no one awaiting my services before texting back.
Me:Give me the bad one first.
I wait for the three dots to appear, but they don’t. Instead, a familiar voice comes from a few feet away, catching me off-guard and making my heart skip a beat. “Who said it’s bad?”
My eyes shoot to where Blake is standing on the other side of the bar, the light-blue button-up he’s sporting complimenting the color of his eyes.
I can’t help but grin as I approach him and lean over the bar top. “I thought we weren’t seeing each other till tomorrow.”
He runs his hand through his hair, tousling them in the process. “Are you complaining?”
My voice drops an octave. “I didn’t saythat.”
Blake runs his tongue along his bottom lip, my eyes following its trail. I look to where Jesse is handling the sole customer before I lean in and give Blake a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss. My cock twitches in my pants when I get a whiff of Blake’s cologne. “So, what did you want to tell me?” I ask once I reluctantly free his mouth from mine.
“Well. First of all, we got an A on the project.”
I can’t help but laugh. Of course, that’s what he would lead with. “Awesome. And the second?”
Blake leans in inconspicuously, making sure no one can eavesdrop. “For the second, I will need you over on this side.”
I squint. There’s something in his tone I can’t quite decipher, but it makes my skin pepper with goosebumps all the same.
I glance at my phone to check the time. My shift ends in five.
Turning my head, I catch Jesse’s gaze and motion my head toward the door.
His gaze bounces from Blake to me and he rolls his eyes, smiling, before shooting me a wink.
“Hold that thought,” I say to Blake and sprint to the back room.
