definitely growing on me. I like her directness.
Zoey glances at the chalkboard up front where all the all the drinks and snacks are listed in big, bold print. “I’ll take an iced cappuccino and a couple of butter pecan cookies. What about you Bev?” she asks, glancing at her friend.
“I’ll just take a café mocha.”
“I’ll be right back.” I make a move to walk away, but Zoey’s voice halts me. “You take a break yet, Faith?”
I glance at Flynn, my co-worker today. He’s behind the counter and cleaning the espresso machine since the afternoon has been slow. He looks up when he hears Zoey’s question, and his hazel eyes meet mine. “Go for it.”
“I’ll join you in a minute,” I tell Zoey and Bev before I walk behind the counter to retrieve the drinks and cookies they'd requested. Flynn, upon hearing Zoey’s and Bev's orders, begins to make their drinks. When they are ready, he hands them off to me. “Thanks,” I tell him and then I join the two women that are quickly becoming friends to me. One of them had pulled up a third chair, and I sink down on it, setting Zoey's cookies and their drinks on the table along with their separate bills.
Bev leans in close to me, her hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. “Your co-worker is kind of cute. Is he single?” she whispers.
I glance back at Flynn, who has his back to us. He is pretty cute. He’s a few years older than me and seems genuinely nice. His girlfriend has been in once already today just to say ‘hi’ to him. “He’s taken,” I tell her.
Bev shrugs. “The good ones always are,” she says with a playful pout.
“Yeah, right. We both know you’re not looking for a good one. You’re having too much fun with the bad ones,” Zoey laughs as she picks up a cookie and breaks it in half, offering me part of it.
“Thanks.” I take a bite as the conversation continues.
Bev smirks at Zoey, tossing her long, dark hair over her shoulder. “Well, when they’re bad, they’re really good in bed.”
Zoey snickers. “All you have to do is find a good guy that has a naughty side.”
“Does Caleb have a twin?” Bev taunts.
Zoey throws a crumb at her, making Bev giggle. “Stay away from my man,” she warns while looking amused by the entire conversation.
“I’m not after your man. I asked if he has a twin.”
“Same thing if you ask me.”
“Are most of your friends single, Zoey?” I ask curiously, hoping for a little insight into Ace’s life. I’m assuming he doesn’t have a girlfriend, or he wouldn't have left with that random brunette from the bar the first night I met him.
“None of them are dating anyone seriously except AJ,” Zoey confirms.
Bev let's out feminine snort. “Ace and Jeremy probably don't even realize the word “girlfriend” exists, let alone know its definition. They’d have to look it up in the dictionary.”
“They date a lot?” I press, unable to keep my mouth shut. I guess I’m not surprised. Jeremy’s almost as hot as Ace, and it’s obvious they could have any girl they want.
“Worse,” Zoey muses.
“How bad is worse?”
Bev studies me before focusing her attention on Zoey. “You warn her off them yet?”
Zoey shakes her head as she reaches for her cappuccino. “Not yet, but I am right now.” She turns to face me. “Admire them from a distance, but don’t even think about falling for either one. They consider women ‘fuck toys.’ That’s all we are to them.”
“Thanks, bitch,” Bev says dryly as she reaches for one of Zoey's cookies.
Zoey smirks at her. “You enjoy being a ‘fuck toy.’ Admit it.”
I watch the two of them and can’t help but smile. I’ve never been around people that are as outspoken as Caleb’s fiancée and friends. It’s fun to listen in on their conversations.
Bev’s lip curves in a sensuous grin. “Guilty. Ace can tie me up all he wants. That one knows how to fuck like there’s no tomorrow.”
Her admission has me starting with
Zoey glances at the chalkboard up front where all the all the drinks and snacks are listed in big, bold print. “I’ll take an iced cappuccino and a couple of butter pecan cookies. What about you Bev?” she asks, glancing at her friend.
“I’ll just take a café mocha.”
“I’ll be right back.” I make a move to walk away, but Zoey’s voice halts me. “You take a break yet, Faith?”
I glance at Flynn, my co-worker today. He’s behind the counter and cleaning the espresso machine since the afternoon has been slow. He looks up when he hears Zoey’s question, and his hazel eyes meet mine. “Go for it.”
“I’ll join you in a minute,” I tell Zoey and Bev before I walk behind the counter to retrieve the drinks and cookies they'd requested. Flynn, upon hearing Zoey’s and Bev's orders, begins to make their drinks. When they are ready, he hands them off to me. “Thanks,” I tell him and then I join the two women that are quickly becoming friends to me. One of them had pulled up a third chair, and I sink down on it, setting Zoey's cookies and their drinks on the table along with their separate bills.
Bev leans in close to me, her hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. “Your co-worker is kind of cute. Is he single?” she whispers.
I glance back at Flynn, who has his back to us. He is pretty cute. He’s a few years older than me and seems genuinely nice. His girlfriend has been in once already today just to say ‘hi’ to him. “He’s taken,” I tell her.
Bev shrugs. “The good ones always are,” she says with a playful pout.
“Yeah, right. We both know you’re not looking for a good one. You’re having too much fun with the bad ones,” Zoey laughs as she picks up a cookie and breaks it in half, offering me part of it.
“Thanks.” I take a bite as the conversation continues.
Bev smirks at Zoey, tossing her long, dark hair over her shoulder. “Well, when they’re bad, they’re really good in bed.”
Zoey snickers. “All you have to do is find a good guy that has a naughty side.”
“Does Caleb have a twin?” Bev taunts.
Zoey throws a crumb at her, making Bev giggle. “Stay away from my man,” she warns while looking amused by the entire conversation.
“I’m not after your man. I asked if he has a twin.”
“Same thing if you ask me.”
“Are most of your friends single, Zoey?” I ask curiously, hoping for a little insight into Ace’s life. I’m assuming he doesn’t have a girlfriend, or he wouldn't have left with that random brunette from the bar the first night I met him.
“None of them are dating anyone seriously except AJ,” Zoey confirms.
Bev let's out feminine snort. “Ace and Jeremy probably don't even realize the word “girlfriend” exists, let alone know its definition. They’d have to look it up in the dictionary.”
“They date a lot?” I press, unable to keep my mouth shut. I guess I’m not surprised. Jeremy’s almost as hot as Ace, and it’s obvious they could have any girl they want.
“Worse,” Zoey muses.
“How bad is worse?”
Bev studies me before focusing her attention on Zoey. “You warn her off them yet?”
Zoey shakes her head as she reaches for her cappuccino. “Not yet, but I am right now.” She turns to face me. “Admire them from a distance, but don’t even think about falling for either one. They consider women ‘fuck toys.’ That’s all we are to them.”
“Thanks, bitch,” Bev says dryly as she reaches for one of Zoey's cookies.
Zoey smirks at her. “You enjoy being a ‘fuck toy.’ Admit it.”
I watch the two of them and can’t help but smile. I’ve never been around people that are as outspoken as Caleb’s fiancée and friends. It’s fun to listen in on their conversations.
Bev’s lip curves in a sensuous grin. “Guilty. Ace can tie me up all he wants. That one knows how to fuck like there’s no tomorrow.”
Her admission has me starting with
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