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“That’s her.” I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the curve of her tits and ass.
“Her who?”
“The girl from the church.”
“The waitress? That’s the girl?” He glanced back at her. “Girl’s got curves. Definitely different from Monica.”
I rubbed my face and shook my head. “She could be so much trouble.”
“Would it be worth it?”
“I’d probably end up in jail.”
He held his beer up, then took a swig. “Go for it. Like I said, you need to damage a pussy.”
Worst nightmare or heavenly dream, I didn’t know, but she was headed right for us.
Chapter 3
“Hi, I’m Hope, and I’ll be your waitress.” Her voice was sweet and melodic, and I imagined it screaming my name. Her eyes scanned the table, a fake smile plastered on her face, but there was a flicker of recognition when her gaze landed on me.
Her breath hitched, pupils dilated, lips parting as I stared straight at her. The intense feelings that had taken all control at the church came surging back, and I gripped the edge of the table, jaw locked tight.
“Hello, Hope.”
Her eyes fluttered as I said her name, and she no longer seemed to be able to stand still.
“Umm, our s-specials today are the turkey melt, clam chowder, and two-dollar draft beer.” Her cheeks flushed. “Can I get you anything to drink?”
My cock got so hard, begging to be closer. What was it about her?
“You.” I couldn’t help myself. It was the truth.
Her eyes widened, and she nabbed her bottom lip between her teeth just as she’d done the other day.
Dex broke in, reminding us both where we were. “We have a tab going at the bar—can you get us a bucket of Dos Equis and some limes? That’d be great.”
She blinked and looked at Dex, who was trying not to laugh. “Right, will do. Are you r-ready to order?”
“Not yet.”
She stared, stuck for a moment. “Oh, okay, I’ll just… I’ll be back with the beer.”
I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she walked away, and I almost launched out of my seat when she looked back at me.
“Wow. What the fuck was that?”
I turned back to Dex and flexed my hands into fists, attempting to keep myself in place. “That’s what I’ve been trying to figure out for days.” I glanced back over at the bar where she collected our order.
“I’m beginning to believe your talk about deadly sins. You might die if you don’t get your cock in that girl!”
My jaw clenched. “Not funny, man. I’m two dick pulses away from finding her and fucking her right now.”
He held his hands up. “Sorry, sorry. You didn’t see it from my perspective, though. Talk about intense.”
“Let’s change the subject.”
“Okay… So, Monica?”
