Help me to love again (finished)

Chapter 9: «Be the master of your life»

Vegas

The starter and the meal were so good that my stomach is full enough for the whole week. Disappointment made...the sublime brown waiter with black eyes has no longer shown himself. It was her blonde colleague who served us, Kim and me, two huge seafood plates with French fries.

I have never eaten in such a delicious restaurant in my life and I believe that the quality of the menu... but also the waiters... will push me to come back here very soon.

Currently in the toilet, I wash my hands. I put soap on it and rinse them properly. I stand up to look at myself and arrange my hair in the mirror and...

Evening blessing...I see the reflection of the hyper sexy waiter. My eyes ignite again while he briefly freezes on the spot before going to the next tap. A delicious smell of passion fruit shampoo is embedded in my nostrils.

While discreetly humaning his smell, I do not prevent myself from observing him in detail, while he is busy soaping his hands. His work uniform is tailor-made and gives him a certain charisma. He highlights the slightest curves of his body. His little buttocks caught my attention. Gods...you have created a magnificent specimen.

The waiter scrapes his throat. I raise my head. We stare at each other in the mirror. I know I've just been caught in flagrante delicto of observation but...it's not a fault, little boy...you're absolutely crunchy...

I understand that I'm bothering him because he's blushing. So cute... We support the gaze for thirty seconds.

Thirty seconds that seems to stretch in minutes and hours. We don't talk and I think neither he nor I want to do it at the moment.

Finally, He turns to me and he automatically lowers his eyes to go take paper and wipe his hands. I smile like an idiot when he's about to leave. I throw him a:

-You are cute.

The reaction of the sexy waiter is not long in coming. He raises his head and looks at me, surprised.

-I apologize, sir?

I support his shy look and repeat more gently:

- You are cute.

He turns red and stutters:

-I...

I raise a finger and exclaim:

-Chut! Don't say anything. I just wanted to tell you. (I make an almost amused smile, facing my embarrassed face.) Shall we meet later, for the rest?

The server seems lost. He blinks several times and says:

-What... what follow-up?

I put my hands in my pockets.

- Well...my friend and I didn't have our desserts... We ordered them but they haven't brought them to us yet...probably still in preparation. When they are ready, can you give them to us?

The server is busy, the air not very excited by the demand.

-Yes, of course... Sir

I look at him intensely.

- Very good... see you later then....

And then, I leave him there, surprised. The door closes in front of his confused head and I go back to Kim. I regain my place under his attentive eye.

-You were long in the toilet!

From the corner of my eye, I see the sexy waiter coming back to the room to go to the kitchen. My heart beats fast when I say nothing: