she owns the place. She called in a favor." She was thankful for the change in topic, pulling away from her building irritation at the thought of his hands touching someone else.
He sipped from his drink and slipped an olive off of the miniature sword with his tongue. "You used to tend bar in a former life?" he asked.
"Yes actually, to pay my way through college. I worked here for Mik when I first came to Boston, until I got my job at the firm and back on my feet," she said as she wiped the counter top.
"Back on your feet?" he asked, interested in learning more.
She didn’t want to get into this with him, explaining her past. Hell, she barely knew him.
A tall, dark haired, very pretty woman put her hand on Chase's shoulder, and he turned in his seat to face her, giving her a peck on the cheek.
Eden felt a pang of jealousy in her stomach. She wanted to look away, but, like a train wreck, she couldn't help but gawk.
Chase turned to Eden and leaned in to whisper, "Let’s continue this conversation at a later date, ok baby?"
Eden nodded in agreement. She watched them walk to a single seating area, reveling in joy to see that Chase sat across from his date to face Eden's direction.
Mikala joined Eden behind the bar and proceeded to help mix cocktails and fill server's trays. They were a great team together, moving rhythmically, never missing a beat. Eden knew her drink menu and was quick to offer drink suggestions to keep the flow moving. Shaking her head with a titter when Chase’s drink order came, she saw that he was taking great pleasure when the waiter leaned in with the request for a Dirty Martini and a Heavenly Orgasm.
She raised her brows and lowered her chin with a you-don’t-think-I-can-do-it look and barely taking her eyes off him, she mixed the martini. Then, taking a tall, highball glass and filling it halfway with ice, she set it on the bar. In a shaker she added a shot each of hazelnut liqueur, almond liqueur and Irish cream. She shook it vigorously while he watched, poured it into the glass and handed both to the waiter. Nodding her head toward Chase, he smiled, biting his lower lip to hold back his laugh and looked over to his date as she chatted on, oblivious to their frisky play.
Eden couldn't help but glance in Chase's direction every chance she got. She would catch him doing the same and they would smile at each other, like it was some kind of obscured secret between them and no one else existed in the room.
"Oh yeah, he's hot, grrr!" Mikala growled.
"Who?" Eden enquired casually.
Mikala’s playful back hander made Eden laugh out loud. "Oh please, girl, give me a break. You’ve barely taken your eyes off Mr. Chase Dean all night. His date should be pissed at the amount of attention he’s been paying to you." They both giggled like school girls, hip checking each other. Eden took great pleasure in the fact that Chase was watching her and his date was of no interest to him.
"Ok, I admit I have looked over a few times. So?” Eden asked, pouring herself a glass of water.
"A few times, try a bazillion times…I'm just saying you have feelings for this guy, I can see it in your eyes, and he's hot for you."
Eden looked at Mikala with a doubtful look, her brows raised. "And you know this how?"
"You’re asking the Queen of matchmakers?" She laughed. "The electricity sparking across the room between you two is going to ignite my club on fire!"
“Tell me what you know about him?" Eden asked, while she watched Chase laughing at something his date said. She wanted desperately to know what it was; wanted desperately to be the one to put that smile on his face.
Mikala was not about to reveal that she had been involved in putting them together. Eden would freak out, knowing that she knew Chase so well and his past. She just couldn’t have that. Some things were meant to stay confidential; she considered her clients like a doctor would, keeping their information classified, for her knowledge
He sipped from his drink and slipped an olive off of the miniature sword with his tongue. "You used to tend bar in a former life?" he asked.
"Yes actually, to pay my way through college. I worked here for Mik when I first came to Boston, until I got my job at the firm and back on my feet," she said as she wiped the counter top.
"Back on your feet?" he asked, interested in learning more.
She didn’t want to get into this with him, explaining her past. Hell, she barely knew him.
A tall, dark haired, very pretty woman put her hand on Chase's shoulder, and he turned in his seat to face her, giving her a peck on the cheek.
Eden felt a pang of jealousy in her stomach. She wanted to look away, but, like a train wreck, she couldn't help but gawk.
Chase turned to Eden and leaned in to whisper, "Let’s continue this conversation at a later date, ok baby?"
Eden nodded in agreement. She watched them walk to a single seating area, reveling in joy to see that Chase sat across from his date to face Eden's direction.
Mikala joined Eden behind the bar and proceeded to help mix cocktails and fill server's trays. They were a great team together, moving rhythmically, never missing a beat. Eden knew her drink menu and was quick to offer drink suggestions to keep the flow moving. Shaking her head with a titter when Chase’s drink order came, she saw that he was taking great pleasure when the waiter leaned in with the request for a Dirty Martini and a Heavenly Orgasm.
She raised her brows and lowered her chin with a you-don’t-think-I-can-do-it look and barely taking her eyes off him, she mixed the martini. Then, taking a tall, highball glass and filling it halfway with ice, she set it on the bar. In a shaker she added a shot each of hazelnut liqueur, almond liqueur and Irish cream. She shook it vigorously while he watched, poured it into the glass and handed both to the waiter. Nodding her head toward Chase, he smiled, biting his lower lip to hold back his laugh and looked over to his date as she chatted on, oblivious to their frisky play.
Eden couldn't help but glance in Chase's direction every chance she got. She would catch him doing the same and they would smile at each other, like it was some kind of obscured secret between them and no one else existed in the room.
"Oh yeah, he's hot, grrr!" Mikala growled.
"Who?" Eden enquired casually.
Mikala’s playful back hander made Eden laugh out loud. "Oh please, girl, give me a break. You’ve barely taken your eyes off Mr. Chase Dean all night. His date should be pissed at the amount of attention he’s been paying to you." They both giggled like school girls, hip checking each other. Eden took great pleasure in the fact that Chase was watching her and his date was of no interest to him.
"Ok, I admit I have looked over a few times. So?” Eden asked, pouring herself a glass of water.
"A few times, try a bazillion times…I'm just saying you have feelings for this guy, I can see it in your eyes, and he's hot for you."
Eden looked at Mikala with a doubtful look, her brows raised. "And you know this how?"
"You’re asking the Queen of matchmakers?" She laughed. "The electricity sparking across the room between you two is going to ignite my club on fire!"
“Tell me what you know about him?" Eden asked, while she watched Chase laughing at something his date said. She wanted desperately to know what it was; wanted desperately to be the one to put that smile on his face.
Mikala was not about to reveal that she had been involved in putting them together. Eden would freak out, knowing that she knew Chase so well and his past. She just couldn’t have that. Some things were meant to stay confidential; she considered her clients like a doctor would, keeping their information classified, for her knowledge
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