“You’re a hit,” Josie grinned at him, serving the next people in line.
“You’re the star of the show.”
She blushed, but it was true.All night Josie had effortlessly served people, talking and laughing with them, making sure everyone had what they needed.
From the time their host ushered them into the party, Josie took command of the operation, quickly surveying the crowd and realizing that it wasn’t the forty-five people she expected but seventy.
She explained to Ares as her quick hands flew, making the sandwiches that after looking through the group’s social media; she suspected that the initial amount of how much food was ordered felt low and it proved she was right.
Ares’s mind whirled on a cost per analysis of her set up, but he knew stocks and the price of processors and the salary of a former MIT scientist he didn’t know the price of bread, fillings and pasta.
But surely Josie wasn’t getting compensated for what she owed.The entire business puzzled Ares but Josie thrived, chatting to people, he soon realized that he was the only man in attendance tonight and the customers kept coming back for more.
Her confidence shone and was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
I love her.The thought caused him to recoil in shock and he tried to push it away but he couldn’t deny the truth.
“Are you okay?”Her fingertips skimmed his arm.
“I’m perfect,” he flashed her a smile.
“You have people waiting,” she whispered.
“So, I do!”He smiled at the ladies in front of his station and with an effort pulled his mind back from thinking of how much he wanted to get her clothes off and kiss her senseless and serve the next guests in line.
He worked long days, but he’d take all the unnecessary meetings his brother dragged him through over, standing behind a table serving food to people who were ogling him.
Not that he minded the ogling part.It was the standing and serving part.Josie had a little fold-up stool she brought from the trunk of her car when they were on their third hour and she sat on it here and there but most of the time she stood beside him, making sure the table was clean, checking on the food and chatting to guests.
Looking at his watch, he realized they’d been there for five hours.
“I can skip my morning workout,” he murmured next to her ear.
“Are you teasing me?”Josie’s eyes flashed with something wounded and guarded.
He pressed a palm against her lower back.“No.I’m trying to say, I don’t know how you do this, standing and serving as quickly as you do.You saw how I dropped a whole bowl of pasta.”
“Four bowls.I noticed,” Josie grinned.
“I was too busy looking at you.Your ass is gorgeous in that skirt.”He placed a palm on the small of her back.
She turned bright red.“Ares!We’re working.”
“I know,” he murmured.
“Look how happy everyone is here tonight.We get to be part of their special moment.Maybe they won’t remember the pasta bar or me, but I hope they remember the food and that’s kind of cool.”
“I guess.I haven’t wanted to be a part of something for a long time.”
“It’s my way of fitting in.”Josie turned from him as a small a group of women came through the line for seconds.
Ares wasn’t so out of touch that he thought everyone could have a job they loved, but he thought it was curious how Josie loved doing this even though it stressed her out physically.
Though you wouldn’t know it when looking at how she smiled and laughed with the people she was serving.
He couldn’t wait to bring her back to his place and tie her in ropes.The more he thought about it, the more he craved it.
“I’m so sorry!”A chubby woman with a long ponytail rushed over to Josie.
