Leonidas

Chapter Three

He watched as she swayed her hips, humming along to the old country song. He was mesmerized by her, enraptured by her small frame and tiny nature. He couldn't take his eyes off of her, so as she approached the table to take the orders of those men, his body coiled and tightened in agitation. What is a girl like her doing in this place? He simply couldn't wrap his mind around it.

His attention was moved from his confused thoughts to the girl and the man hitting on her. He observed her shoulders slumping and her face losing some of its glow. The man was large compared to her, everyone is. He had a scar running down the length of his arm and he sat with his body in a weird position, most of his wight shifted to the right side as if he couldn't put weight on his left. He observed the man with careful concentration, taking in all that he was. He watched how the others shook their heads at his cat calling and vulgar commentary. One even went as far as to punch him in the arm after his last comment about the girls rear end.

That bastard. His inner beast growled lowly from his slumber, not liking the words spewing out of the mans mouth like oil. The beast shifted and snorted in agitation, unhappy. He took a deep breath and reminded his beast that the girl was unharmed.

He lifted his hand to signal her over as she walked away, and was pleased to see her make her way over. With her walking strait toward him, he couldn't help but be amazed. Even after being hit on by a creep, she still held an air of elegance. She will be perfect. As she approached him, he noticed her tremble and smirked slowly, his eyes trailing every part of her body.

"W-what can I-I do for you s-sir?" she spoke while looking down at her notepad. His smirk grew at her shyness. She reminded him of a doe, fearful and timid.

"May I have a Vieux Carre, on the rocks darling." He spoke lowly, the words rolling of his tongue like silk. She didn't look up, instead continued to look down. When she realized he had said his order and she didn't catch it, her cheeks blossomed into pink roses.

"U-um, I'm so so s-sorry but could you repeated t-that?" she stuttered out, he could hear the silky tones that wrapped around her light voice. By now she was looking at him, her wide eyes glossy. He leaned forward and spoke his order again, this time making sure she could see his face. He watched as she gasped and her little pink lips parted. He smirked slowly, his eyes shining with mischief and something darker, something far more sensual. He watched as she slipped out of it and quickly scribbled down something on that pad of hers.

"That i-it?" she whispered. He smiled slightly and her trembling got worse.

"No, actually. What do you enjoy here?" He asked. She looked away from his face and mumbled words too low for even him to hear. "What was that you said?" He spoke again. She looked up startled, her whole body now no longer trembling but full on shaking. She looked strait into his eyes and spoke.

"Did I say that out loud?" she asked. This time her voice was drifting, and the color drained from her face. Her eyes became glossy again and lost all life. Her arms dropped the notepad to her side and her shoulders hunched forward. Her forehead was coated in a thin sheen of sweat and the shaking took hold of her. He leaned forward shocked, she seemed fine just a minuet ago, what was happening? Finally her legs buckled under her and he sprung forward to catch her, grasping her in his arms.

Well shit.

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