✔️ The Arrangement (A Kinky Romance) [1st Draft]

The Plan

"Oh, my god See, did you see who was just seated in your section," Tiffany asked with wide eyes and flushed cheeks.

Selene looked at Tiffany blankly. "No, I didn't. I only just got the ping."

"Nick Saber," Tiffany almost squealed.

Selene's expression remained the same.

Tiffany huffed and rolled her eyes. "The most eligible bachelor in the state?"

Realization dawned on Selens's face. "Oh, right. He's a friend of Paul's," she said. "He was here last week," she elaborated at Tiffany's blank look.

"Oh! Did you get to serve him?"

Selene shook her head. "It was the night the POS broke down."

"Oh, that's a shame. He's a great tipper, though he usually has a woman with him. Not tonight, though," Tiffany babbled. "Usually a different one each time, though I didn't get the impression he was as fond of them as they were of him."

Selene chuckled. "That figures. I imagine a guy with a load of money has women ready to jump on him at the first chance."

Tiffany nodded with a disappointed look. "Yeah, probably. That has to suck."

Selene grinned at Tiffany. "At least we'll never have that problem."

"Not at these wages," Tiffany concurred with a roll of her eyes.

The two parted and Selene went to do her job. She had a table that needed attending and customers don't like to wait. She put on a smile and stepped back into the dining room. She pulled out the small tablet they used when the system was working. It didn't take her long to spot the newcomer.

"Good afternoon! I'm Selene and I'm be serving you-,"

"Please, skip the script," Nick said as he locked his gaze with hers. "You and I have met before; we're hardly strangers."

"Yes, Sir," Selene responded quickly. "What can I get for you?"

"A double whiskey – Amrut Fusion, water, and..," he paused, glancing at the menu. "The duck, I think sounds good today," he concluded.

Selene tapped the pad, then put the liquor order under 'special' and wrote it in. "Anything else," she asked, looking back at him.

"Well," he began, pausing, then shook his head. "No, I think that will be it," he decided, offering her a smile. "Thank you."

Selene flashed her best smile and nodded. "Of course, Sir. I'll be back soon with you drinks."

Nick caught her wrist gently, catching her eyes again. "Just call me Nick, please?"

"Alright, I'll try to remember that," Selene responded with another smile.

She went to fetch a pitcher of ice water and a glass, before heading to the bar to collect the drink he's ordered. She had barely reached it when the bartender placed the drink in front of her. Taking the drink, she smiled at the bartender before she turned around to deliver the drinks.

Nick watched her as she moved around, quickly becoming fascinated. She moved with the grace of a ballerina. Her hips shifted as she maneuvered between tables, patrons, and other members of staff without losing her stride. He could see her working her way down a runway or playing with kids.

At the thought of kids, he snapped the line of thought down. That wasn't happening. This wasn't romance, this would be business and perhaps friendship, nothing more. Neither he nor Selene, at least from what he could gather from Paul, weren't looking for relationships.