A Hunger to Share ( Book One )

chapter 48

Trigger Warning: Sexual assault      

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James   

"Hey sweetie."

"What can I get you?" James asked with a pleasent smile.

"How about yourself?" The man smirked, eyes glowing with lust.

"I'm afraid I'm not on the menue, but I'd be happy to get you anything that is."

He chuckled, leaning over the bar counter. "I always like the sarcastic ones better." He was practically underessing James with his eyes.

"I'm still waiting for your order sir."

He rolled his eyes. "Fine. A French martini, with blood, and make it soure, no cream."

"Any blood preference?"

"O positive."

"Coming right up." James placed a chilled cocktail glass on the counter top.

"I wonder if you're this obedient in bed." He touched James's left hand.

James snatched it back. "If you haven't noticed, I'm a bartender, not a whore." Then grabbed a shaker, and poured some ice, O positive, vodka, and pineapple juice in it.

James didn't have a problem flirting with customers. He'd done lots of that in the last three days that he'd been working here, but he could tell this guy was an asshole.

"There's a difference?" He said with an annoying smirk.

"Yes." James shook the contents for about thirty seconds, and fine strained it into the chilled cocktail glass.

The man snorted.

"Enjoy." James placed the French martini in front of the man and looked around to see if there was someone else he could serve, but pretty much everyone was on the dance floor, moving sensualy to the beat of the music.

"This is good." he said, licking his lips, staring at James. "but I'd rather taste your blood."

"Drinking the employees blood is not part of the club policy, sorry to disappoint." James bussied himself with cleaning the counter, hoping he would leave soon.

He chuckled. "You like playing hard to get, don't you?"

"I'm not interested."

He took another sip. "When do you get off sweetie?"

"I told you..."

"Yeah, yeah I heard, but you don't know what you're missing..."

"I hear ignorance is bless."

"Come home with me. You won't regret it."

"I'm asexual."

The man grunted. "Fine but ignorance is not bless." He drained his glass, and left.

James was surprised he'd given up. Sometimes he had to call for the club security to kick them out.

"I'm taking a cigarette break." James told his co-worker, grabbed his jacket from under the counter and left through the back door.