Like a Boss (Boss Duet 1)

A burly bartender tossed bottles in the air as women around the bar cheered. After he finished, his attention landed on me.

“What can I get you to drink, man?”

“Is Penelope working?” I asked over the loud music.

Confused, he shook his head back and forth. “No one works here by that name.”

“Are you sure? Penelope.” I put an extra emphasis on her name, saying it loud and clear.

“No, she doesn’t work here. Sorry dude.”

I stepped away from the bar with a sinking feeling coming over me. I searched the club for a while before making my way home.

For weeks I wondered about her, who was she? I sometimes thought I saw her pass by me on Collins Ave. Other days, I swore I saw her in the tourist shops along Ocean Drive. Each day she haunted my thoughts as I longed to be inside her once more.

TWO

PENNY

“Come on my cock, Penelope.” He pulled me closer as my orgasm rolled through my body over and over.

My eyes flew open. Another dreamgasm. Panting, my pulse racing, I tried to return my breathing back to normal as I pulled the covers up higher over my head. Trembling, I blew out a shaky breath and stretched my body along the cool cotton sheets trying desperately to return back to sleep, back to the dream I had every night for the past few months.

Silver wig, ocean view and one of the greatest nights, ever. Theo. His name fit him perfectly; he fucked like a God. Our night meant everything to me, until I left the gorgeous stranger. I’d wanted to stay with him until he woke, but an urgent text from my boss of Nectar put a damper on those plans. I took one last look at the sexy man and watched the rise and fall of his perfectly cut, tanned chest as the sun turned the darkened sky light-blue and pink. His full lips were slightly parted as he slept soundly beside me. I brushed a soft kiss against them and rushed off to Nectar.

My manager, and his hideous toupee falling off to the left side more than the right, waited with fuming red cheeks. I’d been fired right then for not getting permission to leave, even though I made sure Garcia watched the bar for me. No amount of pleading on my part would get him to change his mind.

Back then, I felt as if I’d never find another gig paying as much as Nectar. The regret about losing a job for something so foolish entered my mind many times, but I quickly squashed it when I remembered how magical the night was. I needed work though. South Beach was competitive as hell. Sure, I could make bank in one night, but try finding the job. I’d finally lucked out getting hired at The Bearded Goat, a tiki-style bar close to the beach. Half indoors, half-out, it was a laid back, chill job.

“What’s that far off look you have?” Margo, my roommate, asked, making her way into my room and sitting on the orange-flowered comforter on my bed.

I kicked back the covers and ran my hands through my long, sun-kissed hair. “I dreamt about sexy stranger again.” Crossing to the white oak dresser, I opened my drawer and peered inside.

Her perfectly arched brows rose. “Oh, Lord of the O’s?”

I laughed, slipping on the just shy of ridiculous Bearded Goat tank. It was a far cry from what I barely wore at Nectar. “Yeah him,” I said, grabbing a pair of jean shorts and sliding them up my legs. “Did I tell you his name meant God given? Well, God definitely gave and kept on giving. If you know what I mean.”

“Yes, I know, I know. He was a sex God,” she said, laughing.

“Among other things.” I laughed along with her as I thought about Theo once more. Something about him drew me to him. I’d never left the bar with a customer, let alone had sex with one in the middle of a shift.

“But, you have Dex now,” she said, pulling a plump pillow into her lap. “You’re happy with him, right?”

“Yeah, I’m glad I met Dex, of course. I just hate how he works all the time.” And how different he seemed since he left.

“Things are okay between the two of you, right?” Her eyes grew serious as she gazed at me.

“Yeah, sure.” I brushed off her question. “I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I stayed with Lord of the O’s.” I sighed and sat down on the bed next to her.

“Well for starters you wouldn’t have met Dex,” she said, giving my knee a nudge with hers.

“Well, true.” My fingers played with the hem of my shorts before my eyes slid to hers. “Dex is great don’t get me wrong, I just wonder sometimes.”

“Oh Penny, don’t feel guilty. It was only a dream. It’s normal to wonder about the greatest sex of your life from time to time.” Her laughter filled the sunny room as I slapped her lightly on the arm.

“I never said he was the greatest sex I ever had.”

“Oh please, you haven’t stopped talking about him for months, even after you met Dex.”