night. He had seen me at the club enough to know
I had Saturday nights off?
“ Hey. What ya’ll talking
‘bout? Who’s your friend Elle?” Larry had impeccable timing as
always.
“ J,” he said, holding his
hand out to Larry.
“ Like J-A-Y?” Larry asked.
What the fuck kind of question was that? What was Larry
doing?
“ No like J, the letter.
Kinda like L, the letter,” J said, tipping his head towards
me.
“ You shoot pool, J?” Larry
asked. “Jesse lost, and is pouting.” Another round of drinks
arrived as Jesse walked up to the table with his full out pout face
on.
I got up and walked around the table. “Aw
Jesse it’s OK,” I told him patting his shoulder.
“ The girl with the big
titties kept leaning over the pool table across from us every time
I was lining up a shot. How am I supposed to make any balls in with
those things shaking around right in front of me?”
“ If you had balls you woulda
sunk a few more shots,” Larry snorted. I saw Jesse go on defense.
We might as well be in the kitchen if I was going to be running
interference between these two, a nd I wasn’t even getting paid for this? What the
hell?
“ I’m sure your balls are
just fine, Jesse,” I patronized.
“ See!” Jesse told Larry, not
getting my patronization at all. Larry winked at me, knowing what I
was up to.
“ Ah, sorry guys but, I gotta
head out. Nice meeting you though.” J reached out and shook Larry
and Jesse’s hands. He leaned down and said low enough so the guys
couldn’t hear him, “Call me tomorrow. I put my number in your
phone.”
“ What? When?” I
asked.
“ Mmmm. Great song choice.
I’m looking forward to hearing from you tomorrow, Elle,” J said as
he winked at me and walked away, Wale playing in the
background.
“ What was that about?” Larry
scowled.
“ Jesus Larry! You wanna piss
on me so no man ever talks to me?”
Larry mumbled something
about women, PMS, and more shots. I don’t know why I barked at him.
Of all the cooks, Larry knew the most about my history. I was glad
he was watching out for me. I guess he’d never had to watch a guy
hit on me that I was interested in. Usually, it was the short, ugly
guys who hit on me when I went out drinking with Larry. More than
once, I was asked out and pointed to Larry across the room,
claiming him as my boyfriend. It was different with J. I wanted J to devour
me!
I was reeling from the whole night. I
flagged the bus boy over, asked for a water and chugged it as soon
as it arrived. Larry and I went outside to smoke a cigarette.
“ Sorry, Elle. I wasn’t
trying to be a dick. You know I just want to make sure you’re OK.
And I didn’t like the way that guy was looking at you.”
“ And how was he looking at
me?”
“ I don’t know. Like he was
gonna eat you or something,” Larry said, taking his hat off and
running his hand through his hair. I laughed. I wished J would eat
me!
“ Don’t worry, man. My virtue
is safe,” I said, holding my hand over my heart and swaying a bit
for effect. “I’m gonna bounce. I’m sobered up enough. Call me if
you need a ride tomorrow. Catch a ride with Jesse and leave your
car here if you get hammered.”
“ Yes Mom.”
“ Fuck you,” I smiled, giving
Larry the finger and walking away.
Chapter 5
I woke up Saturday morning to my phone
ringing and my head pounding. I looked at the time. Who the hell
was calling me at 7am? I practically fell out of bed reaching for
the phone in my sleepy state.
“ Hello?” I
grumbled.
“ Hey, Elle, its Kevin.” Why
did I answer a call from work? “Look, we’re a man down in the
kitchen. Think you could come work the lunch shift?”
“ Fuck Kevin, you know I bust
ass Friday night so I can have Saturdays off.”
“ Yeah, but you didn’t work
last night.”
I rolled my eyes at his comment. “No cuz I
worked Black Friday ALL day, which you KNOW is way worse than the
night.”
“ Please, Elle. I’m hurting
here.” I sighed and
I had Saturday nights off?
“ Hey. What ya’ll talking
‘bout? Who’s your friend Elle?” Larry had impeccable timing as
always.
“ J,” he said, holding his
hand out to Larry.
“ Like J-A-Y?” Larry asked.
What the fuck kind of question was that? What was Larry
doing?
“ No like J, the letter.
Kinda like L, the letter,” J said, tipping his head towards
me.
“ You shoot pool, J?” Larry
asked. “Jesse lost, and is pouting.” Another round of drinks
arrived as Jesse walked up to the table with his full out pout face
on.
I got up and walked around the table. “Aw
Jesse it’s OK,” I told him patting his shoulder.
“ The girl with the big
titties kept leaning over the pool table across from us every time
I was lining up a shot. How am I supposed to make any balls in with
those things shaking around right in front of me?”
“ If you had balls you woulda
sunk a few more shots,” Larry snorted. I saw Jesse go on defense.
We might as well be in the kitchen if I was going to be running
interference between these two, a nd I wasn’t even getting paid for this? What the
hell?
“ I’m sure your balls are
just fine, Jesse,” I patronized.
“ See!” Jesse told Larry, not
getting my patronization at all. Larry winked at me, knowing what I
was up to.
“ Ah, sorry guys but, I gotta
head out. Nice meeting you though.” J reached out and shook Larry
and Jesse’s hands. He leaned down and said low enough so the guys
couldn’t hear him, “Call me tomorrow. I put my number in your
phone.”
“ What? When?” I
asked.
“ Mmmm. Great song choice.
I’m looking forward to hearing from you tomorrow, Elle,” J said as
he winked at me and walked away, Wale playing in the
background.
“ What was that about?” Larry
scowled.
“ Jesus Larry! You wanna piss
on me so no man ever talks to me?”
Larry mumbled something
about women, PMS, and more shots. I don’t know why I barked at him.
Of all the cooks, Larry knew the most about my history. I was glad
he was watching out for me. I guess he’d never had to watch a guy
hit on me that I was interested in. Usually, it was the short, ugly
guys who hit on me when I went out drinking with Larry. More than
once, I was asked out and pointed to Larry across the room,
claiming him as my boyfriend. It was different with J. I wanted J to devour
me!
I was reeling from the whole night. I
flagged the bus boy over, asked for a water and chugged it as soon
as it arrived. Larry and I went outside to smoke a cigarette.
“ Sorry, Elle. I wasn’t
trying to be a dick. You know I just want to make sure you’re OK.
And I didn’t like the way that guy was looking at you.”
“ And how was he looking at
me?”
“ I don’t know. Like he was
gonna eat you or something,” Larry said, taking his hat off and
running his hand through his hair. I laughed. I wished J would eat
me!
“ Don’t worry, man. My virtue
is safe,” I said, holding my hand over my heart and swaying a bit
for effect. “I’m gonna bounce. I’m sobered up enough. Call me if
you need a ride tomorrow. Catch a ride with Jesse and leave your
car here if you get hammered.”
“ Yes Mom.”
“ Fuck you,” I smiled, giving
Larry the finger and walking away.
Chapter 5
I woke up Saturday morning to my phone
ringing and my head pounding. I looked at the time. Who the hell
was calling me at 7am? I practically fell out of bed reaching for
the phone in my sleepy state.
“ Hello?” I
grumbled.
“ Hey, Elle, its Kevin.” Why
did I answer a call from work? “Look, we’re a man down in the
kitchen. Think you could come work the lunch shift?”
“ Fuck Kevin, you know I bust
ass Friday night so I can have Saturdays off.”
“ Yeah, but you didn’t work
last night.”
I rolled my eyes at his comment. “No cuz I
worked Black Friday ALL day, which you KNOW is way worse than the
night.”
“ Please, Elle. I’m hurting
here.” I sighed and
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