“Hey, girlfriend.” He chirped back. “So take a seat and decide what you want to drink. Have you had lunch yet? I haven’t had time so I will eat here.”
“No, I’ve not eaten.” I took my wallet from my purse. “I’m buying.”
“You aren’t. I asked you here so I insist on paying today.” I opened my mouth to protest. “As your very wealthy boy best friend forever, I’m afraid I will have to insist.”
“Or else what?” I cocked an eyebrow.
“Or else I’ll just have to purchase the whole coffee shop, and then everything that comes to the table for us would be on the house, anyway.”
“God, you’re a dick.” I said, and then I flung my hand across my mouth. I’d just called my boss a dick!
Aidan laughed out loud. “Yes, I am. While we are away from work I am not your boss, I’m your boy best friend and I’m a dick. You have the task of trying to un-dick me.” He shook his head. “That really doesn’t sound right. Basically, you can teach me all you know about women. Now look at the menu and tell me what you want to eat.”
“That’s the first thing I’ll be addressing. Your manners.”
“Look at the menu and tell me what you want to eat and drink, please.”
I rolled my eyes at him.
“I’ll take a mocha, and a ham and swiss quiche please.”
“Be right back.” And off he went to the counter.
When he returned, he looked surprised. “There’s someone playing a piano in there now. I’d heard the music but hadn’t realized it was live.”
I nodded. “That’s one of the things I love about here. Also, it’s hard to find if you don’t know it.”
“Yes, I’m aware of that.”
“Oh, shoot. I didn’t tell you how to get in.”
“I managed it.”
“But it’s like a little of paradise. I quite often head down here to get out of my apartment. Well, I did before I started working so
much.”
“Oh yes, the two jobs for college. So what’s that about then?”
I wondered how much to tell him and then decided if we were going to be friends I’d try to be honest, about that at least.
“Well, I want to go to college and learn about photography and cinematography. I’m not sure what career I want exactly, but something a damn more exciting than bartending, no disrespect intended. And the adult movies is a limited career. I won’t be young forever, viewers get new favorites and eventually I want to commit to a person I love, not be leaving my bed to go and sleep with someone else.”
“What do your lovers think to your job? Must be tricky.”
Shit. I hadn’t had any AND I was supposed to be gay.
“So, I’ve only had one girlfriend since I started and she wasn’t happy about it.” I lied, but then I told the truth about relationships and being in movies. “It’s hard for a partner to deal. I get that. The fact remains that I’ll have sex with the actor/actress whether I fancy them or not, and I might genuinely enjoy the experience and come. People can’t handle that.”
“Is it difficult to separate the two?”
“Not to me. One’s a job. I might enjoy it but there’s no emotion involved. There’s no intimacy when a cameraman shouts out ‘can you widen your legs and get your pussy closer to the camera’.”
He laughed. “Yes, thinking about what I’ve witnessed, I guess it’s not the ultimate intimate experience.”
The waitress came over and offloaded our drinks and food. She turned away from the table and Aidan remarked, “Nice ass.”
I looked shocked for a moment and then I remembered I was supposed to fancy females. “Yeah, wasn’t bad at all.” I replied.