♡ AMA
Madame Antoine guides me towards the bar and I stare at his back. He is restocking the shelves and hasn't noticed us yet. Fuck me. I am such a fool. I should have known. My breath hitches and Madame Antoine hugs my arm as she speaks up.
"Donté, I'd like you to meet our new cocktail waitress."
He turns around with a slightly annoyed look on his face until his eyes meet mine. A slow, sexy smile appears on his lips as his eyes wander over my body from my feet to my eyes. His gaze lingering on my hips and boobs along the way. I forget all about Madame Antoine and feel my heart beat against the corset.
Fuck, his eyes alone set me on fire. This is going to be an interesting night.
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♡ DONTÉ
I hear my boss say she wants me to meet the new waitress and instantly feel annoyed. I never instruct the new staff and I don't get why she was adamant that I handled this new waitress myself. One of the other waitresses could do that job just fine.
I turn around and my eyes connect with familiar, gorgeous green eyes.
Suddenly I'm not opposed to working this waitress in. I already thought she was beautiful but she looks amazing in that outfit. She fills it up better than all the other girls in here. Those curves are exquisite. I smile at her and invite her behind the bar. She smiles a bit shy and I see a blush appear on her cheeks.
I grab a PDA and put her name into the system, thinking for a second before putting the most common drinks on top of the menu. I'd already decided to give the new waitress the back section of the club. More tables to cover, but relaxed clients to serve. It's usually packed with guys who are less desperate for attention from the strippers and have the most money to spend.
I put the PDA in front of her on the bar and position myself behind her. I press my chest against her back a little more than necessary and I feel her rapid heartbeat. Moving my lips close to her ear, I ask: "Would you be so kind to pick the PDA up?" I feel a shiver run through her body and I'm tempted to do more than I should.
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♡ AMA
I feel his body press against mine and my mind goes blank. Fuck me. How am I supposed to pay attention to anything he says? Fuck, his voice. His voice is deep and smooth and makes me instantly wet. I close my eyes and feel sparks ignite all over my body.
I take a deep breath and pick up the PDA. Seeing my name on top of the screen makes me smile. He wraps his hands around mine and starts explaining how it all works. I just tap the number of the table the order belongs to, tap the drinks as many times as needed and the bartender assigned to me sees the order come in when I press send.
I have to ask for the customer's credit card and make my way over to the bar with it. The bartender scans the credit card and opens a tab. I take the credit card back to the table with the order and serve the drinks.
I smile a little. That doesn't sound difficult at all.
I feel his breath on my ear and his hands move from mine to the bar, encasing me between his arms. I stare at them for a second and run my nails over the bare skin of his forearms, conveniently available to me because he rolled up his sleeves. Seeing the goosebumps appear on his skin gives me the guts to turn around to face him.
He stares into my eyes before dropping his gaze to my cleavage. He smirks and pulls his wallet from his back pocket before taking his credit card out and saying: "I like to think you're quite bold. So may I show you how to rake in the most tips?"
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ChickLit〰 Take a redhead that uses her assets to get her way in business, a curly nanny who believes in true love, a dark-haired, drop-dead gorgeous stripper and you've got a curved t(h)reat. Then add a nerdy personal trainer, a tall, dark and handsome bo...