CENZO |18+

04|Split bill

Louise

Hot.

That's how I felt when I saw the beautiful man from the club. The man I caught staring at me twice and bought my friends and I drinks as an apology to me. He even had his driver drop us home all because I caught him staring at my not so big titties. I swear if I got to be treated like that every-time I caught a man looking at my titties, I'd never work a day in my life.

It was so easy hiding how hot and bothered he made me feel last time, but this time, my tongue betrayed me. Coming out of my mouth like it's fucking paid to do so.

This is wrong.

On so many levels.

Mainly because I am on a date. That should be reason enough for me to stop feeling like this. But this has to be the worst date I have ever had so I feel less bad for getting wet at the someone else's smirk. A fucking smirk. Really?

Something is wrong with me. But it's not my fault he has a hot gaze that naturally draws sex deprived bitches like me, in. When he walked in, my heart skipped when I saw him carry a baby and with a woman ahead of him. I couldn't stop looking at him. He is married. With kids.

Wait. Why is he leaving the woman alone and going to a different table? Maybe they are not together? I sure hope so.

'Stop. You're on a date!' I tell myself.

I lean back and decided to take a sip of my water. Doing so, my eyes flicker back to him and when our eyes met for a brief second, I felt like I was melting under his gaze, So I turn my eyes back to my boring date.

A few minutes passed and the second time I looked back at him, I found his eyes already on me, checking me out. I could not stop my eyes from trailing his body because he looked really delicious. I bet he smells good too. I knew he was a handsome man when I saw his at the club but the lighting didn't do this fine man justice. Today, he has on a navy blue suit and a white button down shirt. I can see his toned arms and chest defined perfectly over his clothes. I can't help but lick my lips.

I mentally curse myself when I remember that he is watching me like an angry bull. When my eyes drive back to his beautiful face, I find a knowing smirk plastered on his lips. My cheeks flush instantly and he makes matters worse when he sends me a wink that has my insides burning.

Damn him.

But I am on a date and he is probably waiting for his date too. I swear Kath sets me up with the worst guys. Take this one for example. He doesn't have a car, (which I didn't mind by the way) so we agreed to meet here at 2 because he was going to be busy later.

I was here by two and he showed up 40 minutes later. Why I waited? Because I am a nice person. No, I'm lying. I mentally gave him 10 minutes to show up and when he didn't, I ordered myself a good meal because I wasn't going to leave this nice restaurant without trying something.

But this man came in, 40 minutes later, sat across from me and had the audacity to order the most expensive wine on the list and of course, the most expensive meal on the menu.

After a long 20minutes of him talking about his boring job and not even bothering to ask me questions to get to know me, I decided to call it an afternoon.

"Look, I have somewhere I need to be right now, but this was nice" I easily lied.

"We should do this again" he replied.

"Sure" I said subtly beckoning the waiter with my hand. When the bill arrived, he took it and winced like he was in pain.

"If you have to go now, then maybe just leave half of the bill." he says like it's the normal thing to say. Half of the bill? or your share of the bill?