the same for everyone else.” He nods at the middle of the
floor, where a couple of guys have stopped Cassie on her way to
deliver the martinis. One of them puts his arm around her waist and
she laughs and then shakes her head. When she walks away from them
they don’t take their eyes off her ass.
Can’t
blame them. She has a great ass. Great legs, too. Long, lean thighs
that look like they were made to spread around my head. “Cassie’s
an attractive woman,” I say. “I’m sure she’s
used to attention from men.”
“So
you admit you think she’s attractive.”
“Cassie’s
attractive. Katie is attractive. This is a very popular bar,” I
say. “There are a lot of attractive women here.”
“Amen
to that,” he says, pouring me a shot of whiskey. He pushes it
toward me. “On the house.”
“Tell
the owners I said thanks,” I say, tossing back the drink. “So
how long have you been sleeping with Katie?”
“I
wouldn’t say he’s sleeping with Katie exactly,” I
hear a female voice behind me say. Katie appears at the bar with an
empty tray. She’s petite and fair-skinned with jet-black hair
cut short, a pixie cut, I think it’s called. She’d never
waitressed before we hired her, but she’s one of our best
employees. Not everyone can manage the chaos of working late hours at
a busy bar, but Katie never gets flustered by a drunk customer or
forgets an order. She’ll be a good doctor—she knows how
to handle people. Be sweet but don’t take any shit , I’ve
heard her tell the other staff more than once. “That makes it
sound like a thing. We’ve just fucked a few times,” she
says. “Cash said it wouldn’t be a problem.”
“As
long as it doesn’t become my problem,” I say.
“It
won’t,” she says. “This organic chemistry class is
just a beast and Cash has been kind enough to help me take my mind
off it every once in a while.”
“You
have to take another one in the fall, right?” Cash says.
“Yes,”
Katie says, smirking. “But I might have the hang of it by then,
so I promise nothing.”
“Just
remember I’m here if you need me,” Cash says. “I’d
hate for you to lose your scholarship.”
“Thanks
for your concern,” Katie says. “Now can I please get
three Jack and Cokes and a vodka tonic?”
“Katie,
what do you think of Cassie?” Cash says as he scoops ice into a
couple glasses.
“The
fill in? She seems nice,” Katie says. “Pretty quick
learner.” She grins at him. “Why, you thinking of helping
her survive organic chem, too?”
He
sets the drinks on Katie’s tray. “Asking for a friend,”
he says, nodding at me.
“Cash,
are you trying to start something?” I say.
“Are
you?” Katie says. “With her?”
“Don’t
you two need to go fuck in a car somewhere?” I say.
Katie
looks at Cash as he puts the drinks on her tray. “Methinks the
Ryder doth protest too much.”
“What
she said,” Cash says, walking away to help a customer at the
other end of the bar.
“She’s
hot, you’re hot,” Katie says. “Do it.”
“Thanks,”
I say. “But I didn’t ask for any opinions.”
“But
you’re interested in her,” Katie says.
“I’m interested in a lot of people.”
“Name one.”
I
face Katie, leaning back as I cross my arms. “I own this bar. I
have a name in this town. I could fuck anyone in here I want.”
“Yeah,
you could,” she says. “But I have a feeling the only one
in here you want to fuck tonight is Cassie.” Katie takes the
tray and goes off to serve her customers, her words lingering in my
imagination.
So
maybe I am interested in Cassie. Maybe I’d like to bend her
over the desk in the back office, push those tight, black jeans to
her ankles, pull her panties to the side with my index finger. Maybe
I’d like to kneel between her legs and lick at her pussy like
it’s my last meal until she comes on my tongue like it’s
her last night on earth, her voice loud, her muscles quivering. Maybe
I’d like