I do a double take when I spot long pink hair out in the sand. Jordan is sitting on a blanket, fiddling with what looks to be a camera. I slow my pace to a stop and debate whether or not I should say hi to her. I decide against it, the words of the captain reminding me that I can’t afford any distractions.
Of course, it would happen when I’m on a job that I would find someone I could actually see myself asking out. She doesn’t know her own beauty and that intrigues me to no end. The people around her can’t help but stare, and she’s so oblivious I’m starting to wonder if she’s blind. But then I know she isn’t because of the way I’ve caught her looking at me. And from her facial expressions, she’s just as attracted to me as I am to her.
I turn and jog back to my rental, immediately shedding my sweaty clothes, and hop in the shower. I turn the knob to just less than scorching and try not to think of my beautiful barista.My cock only knows that he wants what he can’t have and turns to stone when my mind drifts to her toned legs and pouty lips.
I lean a hand on the shower tile and wrap the other around my wide girth. I start stroking my cock to the image of Jordan on her knees, begging me to fuck her mouth. I want her to worship my cock just like I’m going to worship her whole fucking body.
I mean like Iwouldworship her whole body.
Hypothetically speaking.
My hand moves faster at the thought of her taking my length between those pink, puffy lips and sucking me to the back of her throat. I’m so hard I could cut glass as I stroke myself from root to tip, squeezing so hard it’s almost painful. I would give anything to see the look on Jordan’s face as I fed her my cum, making her swallow every last drop.
That last thought makes my dick explode on the shower tile while I work myself through the orgasm and try to catch my breath. I’m not sure I’ve ever come so hard or so fast giving myself a hand job. In fact, I know I haven’t.
If the thought of Jordan can make me see stars in record time, I can’t imagine what it would be like to actually get her underneath me.
The realization that I can’t be having these thoughts hits me, and I give myself one last stroke before I turn the shower knob to cold.
It was a mistake to keep going back to the coffee shop after that first day. In the back of my head, I fucking knew the thoughts I had when I first saw her could get me into trouble. But I told myself the coffee was too good, and I should go back for the best cup of Joe I’ve ever had because I deserve it. I knew I was lying to myself, but I’m the poster boy for self-control and thought I could handle it. The problem is, with each passing day it’s getting harder and harder.
I have to do better.
The job counts on it.
At least that’s what I tell myself hours later when I lay awake in bed.
Alone.
Chapter 6
Jordan
Much to my disappointment, I don’t see Lucas for the rest of the week. I’m pretty sure Kyle didn’t mind though. I caught him flinching like a scared little puppy every time the door chimed open. I, on the other hand, was intently watching the door to see if he would show up.
He never did.
I don’t want to think too hard about why I was so disappointed in not seeing him. It’s not like I’m interested in the guy. He’s just a customer like everyone else.
A very hot customer who saved my life.
Who also happens to have an amazing smile.
But I don’t even know what the guy does for a living for crying out loud. The only thing I do know about him is his name…and that he isn’t afraid to take a guy down who’s wielding a gun. Fake or not.
I was grateful to at least have Kyle as a distraction for the rest of the week. Between showing him the ropes of the shop and giving him every dirty job I could think of, he did it all without complaint. I even gave him a toothbrush to clean the tile floor grout in the bathroom. He’s a model employee, much to Penny’sdismay. She just grunts every time I update her on his workday. I think she wants a reason to yell at him again but he’s giving her every reason not to.
Apparently, she chewed him out after I dropped him off earlier in the week. She told me he apologized profusely and promised he would do whatever it took to make up for it.
I think Penny felt bad for two point five seconds because a few tears ran down Kyle’s cheek when he told her how they needed the money for food. So, she told him this week he wouldn’t get paid, as a way to make up for the almost robbery, but that next week she would start paying him, provided he took the online food handlers permit test.
The woman has the biggest heart I’ve ever seen. I don’t know anyone who would do what she’s doing for Kyle after what he did.
She even told me to send him home with a couple of breakfast sandwiches each day so he and his mom and sister would have something to eat before they left for school in the mornings.
The excuse I was told to tell him: no one will eat these, so you have to take them.
I’m pretty sure he knows I’m lying, but what’s a girl to do? We take care of our own here in Daybreak.
