Blackjack

Chapter Two: Go Fish

I hurried through the staff entrance at the side of the bar and rsn down the stairs to the staff room. We each had lockers where we could store our clothes when we changed into our uniforms. Our uniform was quite plain, with a simple black top and skirt, sheer tights and flat shoes. We also had a pouch to collect tips and store our pen and paper to take orders. As I brushed my thick wavy black hair to tie it back I heard the sound of a locker door closing behind me, on the other side of the room. I spun round instantly in fright, letting out a slight high-pitched noise.

"Aha, sorry. I er-I didn't mean to scare you. Are you okay?"

I froze. Here before me stood one of the most beautiful guys I had ever seen in my life. He was wearing a white vest that clung to his defined abs and showed the contours of his amazingly developed pecs. My eyes trailed up to his lips, which looked rosey and almost curled up in a natural pout. I then trailed up further and got lost in his grey eyes, almost like silvery water reflecting off the moon. He had quite long eyelashes and a bit of stuble, which gave him that rugged look. His facial feature were sculptured, like he had been carved by angels and his skin colour was a delicious caramel.

"erm ... miss?" By now he was staring at me with a puzzled look.

I realised that I had been staring at him, speechless, for quite a while. It was to the point where a small amount of dribble had rolled out my mouth and down my chin.

"Oh my god, I-I ...erm, I, aha, I'm ss-so sorry!" I stuttered as I tried to form a normal sentence.

"It's alright, your probably just still in shock from me scaring you" He replied as he chuckled and winked at me.

"No! I was just a bit startled, that's all. I haven't seen you here before. Did you just start work?"

"Urh, not really. I've worked here for 2 years, I just never really come in. Never can be bothered."

By now he had turned round and pulled off his vest to start changing into his work top. I was completely lost in his deep husky voice and the dimples at the base of his back.

"Ohh, yeah, I know what you mean, I only work here on saturdays, and I still find it hard to find the strength to come in, what with college and everything"

I found myself rambling on out of nervousness.

"Yeah, erm I don't go to college"

"Oh what, can't be bothered with that too?" I teased

"Nope, it's just last time I checked, you don't usually stay in college until your 20"

I tilted my head sideways out of confusion.

"huh?"

"I'm 20 years old" He said in a sarcastic tone and rolled his eyes.

"Hey listen, It's not my fault your jokes are dead" I said defensively.

"How old are you?" He asked getting closer to me

" 18 ..., urgh, I mean 17. Well I'm 18 in three days, so technically I'm 18"

"No babe, 'technically' your 17" He replied, again in a sarcastic tone as he nudged my chin up with the bend of his Index finger and chuckled.

I pushed his hand away in disgust.

"You don't intimidate me and your not charming, so don't ever do that again you jerk"

"Oh so I'm a jerk now? just a few minutes ago you were staring at me like I was food" He lifted his hands in surrender and muttered "pssht, women" under his voice

"Woww, someone is a bit too full of themselves. I don't know if you know, but girls don't think that's a turn on" I replied sarcastically.

He walked slowly towards me so that I backed up against my locker door. Soon he was right in front of me with his arm up over my head and resting on the lockers.

"So tell me, what is a turn on then?" He said looking at me seductively.

I have to admit, I was turned on. Here I was cornered against the lockers with this hunk of a man asking me about turn ons. It was like a scene from one of those hot action films. He stared at me with his hypnotising eyes and then looked down at his watch.

"If I'm not mistaken baby girl, you were supposed to be on upstairs 2 hours ago. He tapped his watch and began to walk away

I quickly broke my trance and grabbed my pouch. My boss was going to kill me! As I was leaving, I tuned around. I couldn't leave without having the last words.

"And for the record, don't call me 'baby girl' jerk" I smirked and exited upstairs.