asked.
“Yep.”
“RULE 4, Juls, never leave a woman solo to meet your own needs. We have a no man left behind policy, and you know it,” I reminded her.
Kat shook her head. “It’s ok, Sam.”
“No, it’s not.”
“You left too, Sam, so whatever,” Juls said.
“Julia! You were here when I left.”
“Ladies. These shots were sent over from Mr. Blake,” the waiter said as he sat three small glasses filled with what looked like water on the table. He laid a tray of limes and a salt shaker on the table too.
Quickly, I grabbed his cuff. “Sir. Wait. Was he ever in possession of these drinks or did they come straight from the bar?”
“Oh for fuck’s sake! Do you think he roofied us?” Juls spat out, and Kat was laughing so hard tears formed in her eyes.
“Would you two both shut up!” Kat said licking between her thumb and index finger before shaking the salt on the wet area. I did the same, still ready to punch Juls.
“I have a toast,” Juls said.
“I can’t wait to hear it.” My tone was sarcastic.
She raised her glass. “Here is to new kisses and quick fucks.”
Kat rolled her eyes but licked the salt anyway, and down the hatch the tequila went. Then came the lime. I noticed Thor…Mac watching me as I finished. There was no possible way to make sucking a lime sexy…and how was I going to explain the Thor comment.
“Ma’am. From the gentleman.” The waiter handed me a napkin.
Thor wants to kiss you again.
P.S. I better be Thor
“What’s it say?” Kat asked.
“It says Blake said your friend was a horrible fuck,” I lied.
Kat’s eyes shot wide, and as she busted up laughing, Juls grabbed the napkin then threw it back at me after reading it. I flagged the waiter down again.
“May I have a pen?”
On the opposite side of the napkin, I wrote:
Thor carries one hell of a hammer. You’re holding a fork.
After I sent the napkin back, I waited, intently rearranging the food on my plate. The only thing I was hungry for was his response.
Voila. There it was. I should tip the waiter who was playing delivery boy.
My hammer? Is that what kids call it these days? It’s a little intimidating. I can’t just have it out and about. With great power comes great responsibility. You didn’t address the kiss.
Hmmm. A little sexual innuendo. Two could play at that game.
Oh…that’s cute. I was talking about a BIG hammer though. Not a Little Tykes hammer. The kiss…what kiss?
I held a $10 bill out with the napkin. The waiter smiled and nodded as he headed back to Thor.
“What would you say if I cheated on Brady?”
Both Juls and I dropped our forks onto our plates with a clang.
“Just once. Just to be with someone else. You two are the only ones who would ever know, and I trust you both.”
“Kat. No! Guilt would eat you up,” I said, shocked she would even say this out loud. “Everyone thinks of cheating at one point or another. It’s normal. But you have to say no.”
“Do you have someone in mind?” Juls asked with arched brows.
We both stared at her, waiting for a response. Suddenly the waiter tapped my shoulder giving me the napkin and the money back.
Keep your money. You don’t have to pay me to kiss you either, though I would pay to do so. Clearly my kiss didn’t affect you. I will try again. Thor always gets his gal.
P.S. Little Tykes hammers are durable and long lasting.
My heart was hammering. Every part of me wanted to leave this table and go over to him. But Kat, back to Kat.
“Ok. Sorry.”
“While you girls were off kissing and fucking, a guy came over to the table and we chatted. He’s not married. We just talked.”
“About doing the nasty?” Juls asked.
Kat sipped on her wine and looked away from the table. “Sometimes it’s hard. I mean Brady and I have problems too. And we’ve been married for…”
“For fucking ever,” Juls add.
“For sixteen years. Seeing you girls feel those feelings again and the flirty fun stuff, it’s
“Yep.”
“RULE 4, Juls, never leave a woman solo to meet your own needs. We have a no man left behind policy, and you know it,” I reminded her.
Kat shook her head. “It’s ok, Sam.”
“No, it’s not.”
“You left too, Sam, so whatever,” Juls said.
“Julia! You were here when I left.”
“Ladies. These shots were sent over from Mr. Blake,” the waiter said as he sat three small glasses filled with what looked like water on the table. He laid a tray of limes and a salt shaker on the table too.
Quickly, I grabbed his cuff. “Sir. Wait. Was he ever in possession of these drinks or did they come straight from the bar?”
“Oh for fuck’s sake! Do you think he roofied us?” Juls spat out, and Kat was laughing so hard tears formed in her eyes.
“Would you two both shut up!” Kat said licking between her thumb and index finger before shaking the salt on the wet area. I did the same, still ready to punch Juls.
“I have a toast,” Juls said.
“I can’t wait to hear it.” My tone was sarcastic.
She raised her glass. “Here is to new kisses and quick fucks.”
Kat rolled her eyes but licked the salt anyway, and down the hatch the tequila went. Then came the lime. I noticed Thor…Mac watching me as I finished. There was no possible way to make sucking a lime sexy…and how was I going to explain the Thor comment.
“Ma’am. From the gentleman.” The waiter handed me a napkin.
Thor wants to kiss you again.
P.S. I better be Thor
“What’s it say?” Kat asked.
“It says Blake said your friend was a horrible fuck,” I lied.
Kat’s eyes shot wide, and as she busted up laughing, Juls grabbed the napkin then threw it back at me after reading it. I flagged the waiter down again.
“May I have a pen?”
On the opposite side of the napkin, I wrote:
Thor carries one hell of a hammer. You’re holding a fork.
After I sent the napkin back, I waited, intently rearranging the food on my plate. The only thing I was hungry for was his response.
Voila. There it was. I should tip the waiter who was playing delivery boy.
My hammer? Is that what kids call it these days? It’s a little intimidating. I can’t just have it out and about. With great power comes great responsibility. You didn’t address the kiss.
Hmmm. A little sexual innuendo. Two could play at that game.
Oh…that’s cute. I was talking about a BIG hammer though. Not a Little Tykes hammer. The kiss…what kiss?
I held a $10 bill out with the napkin. The waiter smiled and nodded as he headed back to Thor.
“What would you say if I cheated on Brady?”
Both Juls and I dropped our forks onto our plates with a clang.
“Just once. Just to be with someone else. You two are the only ones who would ever know, and I trust you both.”
“Kat. No! Guilt would eat you up,” I said, shocked she would even say this out loud. “Everyone thinks of cheating at one point or another. It’s normal. But you have to say no.”
“Do you have someone in mind?” Juls asked with arched brows.
We both stared at her, waiting for a response. Suddenly the waiter tapped my shoulder giving me the napkin and the money back.
Keep your money. You don’t have to pay me to kiss you either, though I would pay to do so. Clearly my kiss didn’t affect you. I will try again. Thor always gets his gal.
P.S. Little Tykes hammers are durable and long lasting.
My heart was hammering. Every part of me wanted to leave this table and go over to him. But Kat, back to Kat.
“Ok. Sorry.”
“While you girls were off kissing and fucking, a guy came over to the table and we chatted. He’s not married. We just talked.”
“About doing the nasty?” Juls asked.
Kat sipped on her wine and looked away from the table. “Sometimes it’s hard. I mean Brady and I have problems too. And we’ve been married for…”
“For fucking ever,” Juls add.
“For sixteen years. Seeing you girls feel those feelings again and the flirty fun stuff, it’s
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