The colossal jerk raises a playful eyebrow as one side of his mouth curves up and an enormous tongue licks the corner of it.
“I can be that too, darlin’.”
Willow
I stare back at him like he’s lost any little bit of sense he may have been born with.
“What I’m trying to say with all seriousness is that I’m Jackson Freak Jennings. Ring any bells now?”
“Again, no.”
His brow furrows as he bends in closer toward me.
“So, you’re serious?”
“As cancer,” I deadpan.
“You’ve actually never heard of me?”
“Nope.”
“I play on the Copper Grove Panthers. They call me Freak because I’m a freak of nature when I’m on the field. I make impossible plays very possible.”
As Miss Gina promised, our server approaches the table and her face lights up once she recognizes my unwanted table mate. Hmm, maybe Mr. Impossible is someone I’m supposed to know.
“Afternoon, Freak,” she says, licking the corner of her mouth.
“Hey, Penny.”
“You know what you want to, um, eat today?”
Her question seems to be loaded with sexual innuendo. Maybe the two of them need to get a room, or perhaps they’ve already been in a room together.
“Give us a few minutes to decide, okay? In the meantime, we’ll have some drinks.”
“What would you like?” She grins, making a loud popping sound with the wad of gum she’s chewing in her mouth.
For a moment, it feels like I’ve been cast in one of the soda pop shop scenes in the musical Grease. I don’t even know the last time I’ve chewed a piece of gum that loudly or even at all. Does she think that’s sexy?
“You know what I want, Penny,” he flirts back.
I almost scoff at such a cliche line until I see Penny’s face light up like a Christmas tree. She’s really falling for those lame lines as he sits in a booth with another girl?
It’s like I’m invisible.
“Lemonade and iced tea mixed, right?”
“Best drink in here.”
“Coming right up. Oh, and Freak, good luck with the Ravens this weekend,” she tells him, practically batting her badly glued on eyelashes.
“I don’t need luck, Penny. You know we’ve already won it.”
“So true! You guys already have the game in the bag. Let me go get you your drinks.”
“Thanks, darlin’.”
I try not to roll my eyes when Penny walks away, especially because she didn’t even bother to ask me if I wanted anything.
