Bought For Love

When I could move again, I glanced up to look into the most incredible pair of green eyes I had ever seen. They were large and round, fringed with thick, sooty, black lashes. Her black hair was wild and curly, framing her heart-shaped face. Her nose turned up just a little bit, and her top lip formed a perfect cupid’s bow. As if those things weren’t enough, when she smiled, two deep dimples popped in her cheeks.

I couldn’t stop my eyes from dropping to take in the whole package. She was short, probably no more than five and a half feet, and her body was lush with curves. She had spectacular tits, round hips, and I was betting when she turned around, I’d be treated to a view of a voluptuous ass.

I finally dragged my eyes back up to her face, and she was staring at me with one black brow arched high and clearly annoyed.

“If you’re done ogling what isn’t on the menu,” she snipped, “what would you like to drink?”

“I’m sorry I acted so inappropriately, Emma,” I apologized sincerely. “But you’re incredibly beautiful.”

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously, as though people didn’t often tell her that.

“Would you like to order something?”

I loved how feisty she was. “Well, since you’ve made it very clear that you aren’t on the menu”—I gave her my most charming smile, hoping to soften her demeanor. It seemed to have a small effect on her because her sweet lips rounded up and her eyes warmed a little—“What would you recommend?”

“For you?” She tapped her pencil against her pink lips as she considered her answer. “A slice of humble pie would do you wonders.”

Laughter burst from my chest. Damn, there was something special about this girl. “You may be right. But, let me rephrase. Is there something on the menu that you suggest?”

She smiled, and it lit up her beautiful face. “The Reuben sandwich is delicious.”

I wanted to comment that I was certain it wasn’t anywhere as delicious as she tasted, but I didn’t want to chance making her put her walls back up.

“Then that’s what I’ll have,” I stated. “Now…about that pie.” I winked and basked in the sound of her easy laughter.

She tapped that damn pencil against those gorgeous lips again and I found myself jealous of a wooden stick. “How about Coconut cream? It’s my favorite.”

I filed that information away as I nodded. “Sounds great. A Reuben sandwich, Coke, and a slice of pie.”

“Good choice,” she said with a light chuckle. “I’ll be right out with your drink.” She turned and walked over to check on another table, confirming my suspicions about her amazing ass.

Once she was far enough away to not overhear, I pulled my phone from my breast pocket and quickly punched in the number for the client I was supposed to meet in half an hour. Though I wouldn’t have taken no for an answer, they were fine with rescheduling our appointment.

My head pivoted back to the interior of the restaurant, and I watched Emma as she weaved through the tables and went behind the bar to fill drink orders. She glanced back a few times and her cheeks heated when I didn’t even try to hide my interest in her.

Holy fucking hell. I didn’t think I’d ever been this attracted to a woman in my life. Normally, I would do my best to charm the pants off of her and get her number, then schedule a date and… My eyes strayed to the corner I’d recently come around and the office that was there.

This situation was suddenly much more complicated than I’d anticipated. I’d just paid Luxe Connections a ridiculous sum of money to find me a wife, and here I was, about to go into my typical dating mode to get this waitress into my bed. My eyes never left her. Even when she disappeared into the kitchen, I watched the door avidly until she returned. She came back with a tray of glasses and set a napkin on the table before placing my Coke on it. “Your lunch will be out shortly. Cosmo said you were in a hurry, so I put a rush on it.”

“Thank you, Emma, but my schedule just cleared up, so there is no rush.” Something in my voice caught her attention, and her green orbs locked with my blue ones. Sparks flew between us, and I smiled again. Just when I thought she couldn’t get any sexier, the pink tinge returned to her cheeks. I wanted to snag her hand and pull her down into the booth with me. Perhaps take those lips in a hungry kiss. Taking a deep breath, I clenched my fists to hold on to my control.

“You’re welcome. Um, I’ll check back with you in a few minutes.”

She scurried away and helped other customers, but she frequently glanced back at me over her shoulder. I tried to keep my expression neutral, so I wouldn’t freak her the fuck out. But, with every smile she gave to someone else, I felt a little annoyed that I had to share her attention. I wanted all of her happiness to be directed at me. I wanted all of her. I just wanted…her.