Falling From Disgrace
“You’re on!”
Laughing, Adrianna said, “I’ll be there in about an hour, Cheech.”
“See you soon, Chong.”
Jack was on the phone listening to one of his waitresses give him some excuse about not being able to make it into work the next day when he saw Adrianna walk in. She made eye contact with him and he winked at her then watched her take a seat at the far end of the bar. Whatever Jessica was saying in his ear didn’t register with him because he was distracted by checking out what Adrianna was wearing. She had on a fitted red top with a short jean skirt and those long legs of hers looked amazing. Glancing down at her feet he saw she wore a pair of gold, strappy, high-heeled sandals and his jeans became tight in the crotch area.
“Whatever, Jessica,” he barked into the phone, not taking his eyes off Adrianna. “You need to call around to have your shift covered.”
He turned to greet Adrianna but was thwarted by a customer asking for a refill on his scotch and soda. After that, he was called into the back because one of his cooks couldn’t find something in the walk-in freezer. For a slow night he was suddenly being kept busy and it annoyed him. He wanted to spend time with Adrianna after not seeing her for three days.
Okay, he knew three days wasn’t a long time, but he liked being around her. She was easy going, low maintenance, and loved sex. What wasn’t to like about the girl? In the handful of times they saw each other, they only went out once, staying in at Adrianna’s insistence. She told him she had a much better time just hanging out at one of their apartments, just talking or watching movies.
Or fucking, Jack added as an afterthought.
Not to mention, she wasn’t demanding or clingy. As a matter of fact, Jack called her most times and rather than see him every single time he asked, she still lived her own life and did things with her friends. She didn’t make herself completely available to him and he liked that; it made it all the better when they did see each other. And while she was still reluctant to talk about herself, Jack thought Adrianna was the coolest girl he had met in a long time. He was sure this was a relationship that would become long term.
Finally, after dealing with yet another problem (the men’s room was out of paper towels) he was able to go to Adrianna.
“Hey, gorgeous,” he greeted, taking her face in his hands and kissing her sweetly.
“Hey,” she blushed, looking around to see if anyone was watching them. Jack loved how she was a vixen in the bedroom but when it came to just a kiss in his bar she was shy. He did notice they had an audience of Kelly, the one waitress who was working, and one of the three people sitting at the bar, but he didn’t give a fuck, it was his place. He was sure though that Kelly would be running her mouth to the entire staff that worked there the first chance she got. Most of the women he hired had hit on him at some point but he politely but firmly rejected their advances. Rule number one in any business: you don’t shit where you eat.
Adrianna felt a little self-conscious kissing Jack in his bar but when she saw a red headed waitress eyeing them with the slightest bit of envy she thought, “Yeah, bitch, he’s mine.”
Wait a minute. Was he hers?
When he asked about her day she told him that it was uneventful and that she had stayed in, choosing to finish organizing her closet that she had started weeks ago and read.
“What did you read?” Jack asked her with genuine interest.
Adrianna blushed again, intriguing Jack all the more. “Some trashy, romance novel that made its way to the New York Times’ bestseller list,” she admitted to him.
“Trashy romance? That sounds a bit like lady porn,” he teased.
“Ugh, it is!” Adrianna cringed. “I don’t know why I keep reading them, they’re all the same! Some ridiculously wealthy, hot, young billionaire becomes obsessed with a sweet, young, virgin and she saves him from whatever demons that are plaguing him. They fuck, fall in love after three pages and then he makes it his sole purpose in life to give her eighty-six orgasms a day.”