All week he had given himself the luxury to enjoy a nice coffee from her place.He had even started to change his order and tried a mocha latte, which was nice.She made amazing cinnamon rolls.They were just so incredibly tasty.
He also had gotten Joey to serve him every single time.He couldn’t get enough of her sweet smile.There was nothing fake about it.She was all real.
Her smile, the soft laughter, and as for her body, he couldn’t stop imagining running his hands all over her.He was addicted.
Never had he felt this way about a woman before in his life.He certainly didn’t have to do any chasing, so this was a whole new experience for him.
Taking a beer, he took a sip and nodded to his Uncle Rick, who owned the bar.He wasn’t actually his uncle, but he was his father’s best friend when he was alive, and he had taken on the role of uncle.
“So, do I need to call an ambulance or something?”Uncle Rick asked.
“Why?”
“I’ve watched you push away three women tonight, and usually, you would consider that a party.”
“Not tonight.I just want a nice, cold beer and to be left alone.”
Uncle Rick chuckled, and then something caught his eye.
“What is it?”
“I was just not expecting Joey Sinclair to walk through the door, and wow, it has been a long time since I saw her like that.”
His curiosity got the better of him, and Axel turned.Fuck, it was a good job he was sitting, because his cock went from flaccid to thick as he watched a sexy Joey walk into the bar.She didn’t look left or right, she just sashayed that sweet ass up to the bar and took a seat.
“Hey, Rick, can I get a beer, please?”she asked.
She wore a knee-length dress, like a white floral milkmaid’s dress that emphasized her large tits, shapely hips, and nice curved ass.He had never seen her in a pair of heels, but they looked sexy as fuck.As long as he’d known Joey, he had seen her in some kind of jeans or pants or shorts.Rarely a dress.
“Coming right up, beautiful,” Rick said.
Joey smiled at him, and Axel saw several guys admiring her from afar.There was no way he was going to let them get a chance with her, so he quickly closed the distance.
“Fancy seeing you here,” he said.
She turned and that smile he was used to was back in full force.He noticed she had put on a little bit of makeup, but not much.Enough to enhance her beauty, but not to cover it.
“I had no idea you’d be here,” she said.“Enjoying the cold beer.”
“I’m always here on a Friday night.What brings you here?”
“My parents have taken Adeline for the weekend, and they told me to go out and have some fun.My sister also.”
He knew her sister, Ashley Sinclair, and she was at least five years older than Joey.
“So, you’re all alone?”
“That’s right.Wait, you’re not some kind of axe-wielding murderer on the weekends, are you?”
“Only at Halloween.”
Joey threw her head back and laughed.“I like it.”
He winked at her, mainly because he had torn a couple of shorts, painted red on the hems, and held a blunt axe, to go to a few Halloween parties.He wasn’t exactly inventive.
“What do you dress up as for Halloween?”
“The busy mom,” she said.“Trying to make it home in time to take her kid out trick-or-treating.”
