Bright eyes open to look at the white ceiling. It was all a dream. Sitting up, Lucy glances at her clock.
" Fuck I'm late," she gets up fast heading to the bathroom.
Pulling off her clothes she gets in the warm shower, scrubs her slim body and washes her hair before getting out. Drying quickly she, goes back to her room and picks out some loose jeans and a white top. not bother to grab a bra, she pulls the shirt over her head and puts on some plain underwear and pants. Pulling on her pale blue platform shoes, she goes to the bathroom to put paste on we toothbrush and then grabs her bag. brushing roughly, and spitting out the gunk, she leaves her brush at her desk and rushes out.
Let's hope I make it to work she thinks. Walking out she pulls her light blue hair into a ponytail and fixes the piercing on her left ear. She licks her lips when she sees her work place. It's not crowded with it being a cafe, but her boss could get pretty mad if the day wasn't so good.
Putting on a smile, Lucy goes forward opening the door as the bells ring. Her boss, an old but demanding man smiles at her. Sighing in relief, she goes towards him.
" Lucy, your so early today!" he exclaims. Mr. George was a round man, with a set of white teeth and glowing tan skin with soft brown eyes. Confused Lucy bites her pink lip.
" What do you mean boss?"
" Lucy your shift doesn't start for almost 30 minutes," he says pointing at the clock. Looking at the cafe clock Lucy realized he was right. It wasn't even 12 yet!
" Daylight savings, " a customer calls out. A rich deep voice . A familiar one.
" Yes that's probably true, thank you sir." Lucy grits through her teeth. Pulling her bag right around to her front, she pulls out the piercing that goes on her eyebrow.
" That's an interesting instrument." the man continues, getting up from his seat. Getting close to her, Lucy's hands shake and she can smell his rich perfume, a subtle smoky and sexy smell.
" Ahh, yes well you know how young people are? Not like back in my day, " Mr. George chuckles and heads to the back of the shop.
" I do indeed," he responds lowly. Lucy looks up, his black eyes shine devilishly over her body, she feels his eyes undress her. A shiver goes up her body, clutching her bag.
" Hello Mr. Devereaux, what are the chances of you being here?" Lucy sassily ask him. Looking at him in the eye, she tries to shake off the images of him in her head.
" Oh just thought I'd pop in," giving a smile of teeth." Yeah, I'm not really buying bucko. Why are you hear man?" Lucy ask putting her hands on her hips. Her blue eyes stare through him.
" Let's talk more privately" he says as he leans close. She nods with eyes closed and leads him to the alley outside the cafe. No one in sight, ots quiet except for the noise of the city.
" Why are you h-" her voice gets caught in her throat as Neal assaults her plump pink lips.
Kissing her deeply and passionately, opening and slipping his tongue inside he cups her face. He kisses and licks the corners of her mouth, biting her lower lip and sucking it gently. He skips the tip of his tongue on her circular tongue ring before breaking the kiss.
Whimpering at the loss of contact, Lucy opens her eyes and looks at Neal. Labor breaths is all that can be heard from her, Neal corners her to the wall. He smiles at her, his signature flirty smile.
" Such a sweet taste, such a lovely face," Neal Devereaux whispers to her. Her small body trembles with passion and longing.
" Neal..." She whimpers and wraps her arms around his neck. A dark look encompasses his face.
" Don't." His voice cuts the air like a winter storm.
"Neal?"
"Wake up Lucy." He says loudly, almost like a scream. What?
" Wake up Lucy!" The voice jerks her awake. She opens her eyes wide.
" What?"
" Dude wake up, you can't crash forever and you have school today."
" Why am I here and not home?" She groans. My head is pounding.
" Because you came to my house and said I might've just lost my virginity so let me crash here for a couple of hours." Francis says cheery.
Oh god fuck me. I slept with my ex boyfriend's father, Lucy thinks, just perfect.
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Favorite Mistake
RomanceThe beginning of the day is not always so filled of pleasantness