Violet eyes?
Or are they a brown hue?
They’re smoky, heavy. He’s taller than me by a few inches.
“Uh, hello,” the younger one says, his mouth twisted with mischief. His hands shoved into the pockets of his torn-up jeans. “Can my friend and I get some service?” I realize now that I haven’t stopped staring at his friend.
“Hello, beautiful strangers.” Noah holds out his hand. “And what are your names?”
The silver-haired one inspects Noah, a dash of heat in his eyes. “My name’s Koda.” He grins, taking Noah’s hand and kissing the top. Jamie pulls his hand away with a glare. “This is my brother, Aiden.”
“I’m not your brother,” Aiden murmurs. “Can I have four of those lemon bars? And two strawberry cupcakes.”
“Maybe I want a cupcake.” Koda pouts.
“Then get your own fucking cupcakes,” Aiden says, his voice laced with boredom.
I’m almost too stunned to move, but my brain comes back online enough to get their desserts. Service. Service him. No, not servicehim. I mean, not that I’d mind, but holy shit, get it together. The man needs service. Right. Dessert. “These are for Katya,” Aiden says looking back at Koda.
A girlfriend? Damn. Not that it matters. It’s not like I’d have the balls to ask this guy out or anything. I’d like to think I’m a good-looking guy. I workout with Hunter despite my busy schedule. Honestly, if I didn’t, I don’t know that I’d ever even step outside.
It’s a routine we’ve kept since college. We have to get up at the ass crack of dawn to do it now with our busy schedules, but it’s a routine I crave. Something I do just for me. A few months ago, we switched to Cam’s gym. It’s open twenty-four seven, which is perfect for both of our work schedules.
It doesn’t even matter.
This man is ethereal and I’m a mess.
“These lemon bars are my favorite.” I glance up at Aiden who’s giving me a bored stare. “They’re um, my mother’s recipe.” Again, nothing.
Okay then.
“Would you two love to come to a riveting game of strip poker?” Noah asks.
“Noah.” Jamie pinches the bridge of his nose.
“Depends.” Koda looks him up and down. “How bad are you at strip poker?” He smirks and Jamie glares, tugging Noah onto his lap.
“I’m actually amazing at strip poker.” He grins.
“You’re literally the worst.” Hunter shakes his head. “I think you lose on purpose.”
“What about you?” Koda says to my sister. “If you’re not busy later?—”
“I’m the busiest anyone has ever been.” Jane hops off the barstool. “Busy for the foreseeable future.” She comes behind the counter to give me a hug. “Goodbye, boys. Have a good time at your sausagefest.” Koda watches as she walks away, and it’s almost instinct to tell him to fuck off.
Jane is an adult, though, and this isn’t college anymore. My sister can more than take care of herself. Besides, he’s way too young to be hitting on her as it is. I can’t help sneaking glances at Aiden as I finish ringing up his purchase. He comes up closer to the register, and I nearly swallow my tongue. Up close I can see the thin scar that only just misses his eye. A slight imperfection in a gorgeous landscape.
He’s painfully handsome. Full lips and heavy eyes.
“What’s your favorite dessert?” He blinks at me. “Uh, never mind. That um, comes to twenty-nine even.” He swipes his card. “Uh, thank you. I hope you’ll come back. My name’s Sawyer.” Fuck, he does not give a shit what my name is. “Um yeah, have um, a nice day.”
“Mint chocolate anything.” His deep voice catches me off guard. There’s a slight accent. It’s so faint and I don’t know where it comes from. I would have missed it had I not been so hyperaware of him.
“W-what?”
“My favorite desserts. Don’t care what. I love mint chocolate.”
I smile wide. I feel like I won something. “I love mint chocolate too.”
