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Fucking great. My mom, the toughest woman I know, is affected by Sawyer’s pretty blues and fake charm. I’ve never seen him make coffee in his entire life.
I flip him the bird when she’s not looking.
I feel a migraine coming on, and it’s not even lunchtime yet.
My phone chimes and I glance down at it.
Erica
And can I have my panties back, please?
CHAPTER
SIXTEEN
Erica
“I knew it!” Amber rejoices, causing a couple of people next to us to look over.
“Why don’t you just skywrite it?” I mutter.
After confessing what kind of happened between Brew and I, leaving out the sordid parts, but confessing we touched, she can’t contain her excitement. I am reminded over and over that Brew brought me to orgasm, I felt him up and cried out his name more than once, and we never even kissed. What does that even mean? Does he not like kissing?
“I’m sorry,” she says, quietening her tone. “Your secret is safe with me, unless you want Manny’s advice; he’s about to head over here.”
I look up, and sure enough, the club Chef is headed this way. Manny’s smile is infectious. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in a bad mood. He’s involved in a relationship with Bandit, one of the other club members, and also Lace, Riot’s sister. I’m certainly not judging, but I don’t know how to keep one man, let alone a man and a woman, yet he seems to handle it with ease.
He’s beaming by the time he reaches our table. “Well, well, I’ve never seen two more beautiful women in this establishment.” He fans himself, and we both laugh. You can always count on Manny to make you feel better.
“Hello, Manny,” we say in unison.
He slides into the seat next to Amber. “Frankly, I’m glad you’re here. I know you probably came for the Gumbo, but I’m trying out something new and hoped you’d be my guinea pigs.”
“Shoot,” Amber says. “You know we’d never turn down anything you cooked.”
“Except turtle soup.” I screw up my nose. “I’m sorry, I just can’t eat a turtle.”
Manny shakes his head. “First, ew, second, it’s Bandit’s birthday soon, and lover boy loves his Po’ Boy; I’m trying shrimp, crawfish or roast beef. I got a little fancy with the salad because, frankly, I don’t normally do subs, and Musos is a little more upscale than the clubhouse, but I need to know what you think of my special sauce.”
“Sounds like we’re happily going to sample whatever you fling at us.” I smile.
Manny claps his hands together. “Eep, I’m excited! Okay, I’ll get a server to come and ply you with some soda, and I’ll be back in a few.”
He takes off like a bat out of hell.
“I love how crazy he gets over a sandwich.” Amber shakes her head. “Anyway,Brew,you were saying?”
“Ugh?” I slump forward. “I don’t know what to do. I didn’t mean for anything to happen, and now that it has, I want more, but I know that’s a really bad idea.”
“Why is it a bad idea?”
“Because we work together, plus, he’sBrew.He’s not exactly known for his happy temperament or his verboseness.”
“Who needs talking when you’ve got hands to play with?” She jiggles her eyebrows and I give her a deadpan look.
“This isn’t funny,” I whisper-shout. “I think he… No, I’mcertainhe wants to pursue things, and I don’t know what to do.” I can’t tell her the dirty things he said to me this morning. That would be inappropriate, as well as embarrassing, but facts are facts. He made it pretty clear he isn’t done with me.
I’m not scared of you.
