Milkshake •Eddie Munson

Chapter Twenty One: Reefer Rick's

"So are you gonna tell me why your smiling from ear to ear or am I gonna have to pry it out of you?" Beth asked as she scraped her chocolate chip ice cream with her spoon. Desiree furrowed her eyebrows and put a spoonful of her rocky road in her mouth, "What are you talking about?" She asked as she covered her mouth as she spoke. Beth glanced over at Dawn and Robin with an unamused looked on her face, "She's glowing a little extra today if you know what I mean." She wiggled her eyebrows as she nudged Robin's arm.

Robin sucked on her teeth before squinting her eyes and coyly smiling at Desiree, "You and Munson are getting physical aren't you?" She asked as if she already knew the answer. Amused by the encounter, Dawn turned her head to look at Desiree in hopes that she would confirm or deny the allegations the blonde had just thrown out, "Des, anything you wanna say?" She asked. Desiree shrugged her shoulders, "We're waiting for the right time I guess." She lied.

Beth rolled her eyes, "Oh come on I can't be the only one of us four who's actively doing it." She whined. Dawn spun her head in Beth's direction, "You're sleeping with Steve?!" She asked in a semi loud tone. Beth laughed at Dawn's reaction and nodded her head with a hint of embarrassment, "Yeah, please don't tell Neil!" She begged with her hands clasped together. Dawn furrowed her eyebrows and tilted her head, "Tell Neil what?" She asked with a subtle wink.

Desiree was glad the attention was off of the topic of her and Eddie's sex life because as much as she loved the girls, there was no way she was going to talk about it without the thumbs up from Eddie himself. Suddenly, she was pulled down from her thoughts by the sound of a chair being dragged up next to the booth, "Well, would you look at all of the beautiful women at this table." A voice cockily spoke. Robin visibly rolled her eyes and scratched her eyebrow in an annoyed manner, "You know, I didn't realize how much I enjoy our encounters." His voice was flirtatious toward Robin, quickly resulting in a cringe flowing through her body.

Desiree avoided any type of exchange to the best of her ability until she got one glance at his eyes and he immediately set his target onto her, "Lookin' good, Lopez." He complimented as his eyes trail down her face and to her chest. She rolled her eyes and looked out of the window next to her, clearly not giving him the time of day. "Oh come on, I just wanna talk." He spoke while crossing his arms. "Get lost, Mason." Desiree groaned. He scoffed and stood up from the chair he was sitting in, "Little Desiree has some bite to her bark, I'm sure Munson doesn't mind a little teeth though, am I right?"

"What did you just say?"

Desiree put her face in her hands as she heard the voice she was hoping not to hear in that very moment. Mason looked over in the direction of the voice and walked up to him with his chest puffed up, "Oh you didn't hear it, let me repeat it gladly." He smirked. With that, Mason strides over to the closest table in the diner and clears his throat, "Attention, I have some news for you all!" The diner went silent, "Little Desiree Lopez, everyone's favorite waitress here, has a large mouth that's just right for suc-"

He disappeared from where he was standing in an instant and was tacked on the ground by none other than Eddie himself. The people around gasped and watched as the two guys pummel each other. "Hey, hey, hey, knock it off!" Neil shouted as he rushed over to Eddie to pull him off of Mason. Clyde pushed open the office door and ran over to the three guys, "How many times do I have to tell you to stop fighting in my diner?" He spoke harshly. Desiree got up from her seat and cupped Eddie's face in her hands, "Are you okay?" She asked. Eddie nodded his head as blood poured from his nose but his eyes remained glued to Mason. Desiree wiped the blood with her thumb and sighed, "I'm sorry, it won't happen again." She apologized to her boss.

He nodded his head, "You're damn right it won't, you," He pointed to Mason, "and you," He then pointed to Eddie, "get out of my diner." He instructed as he pointed towards the door. Desiree's eyes went wide, "But Cly-" She began before she was cut off, "Desiree I said I want him out until he can keep his damn fists to himself, you hear?" He spoke sternly. Eddie put his hands up and backed away slowly, "I'm sorry for the trouble Clyde."