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He startles me as he leans into me as he pushes a strand of hair behind my ear as he whispers, “do you like it, Sweets?” I’m so taken aback at how sweet the gesture is that I can’t find my words right away. I can feel tears welling up in my eyes as I give him a sweet smile and nod my head yes. His smile is huge as it lights up his face. This is my favorite Maverick smile.
He steps back and tugs me off the barstool before heading over to our table. He guides me to my seat as he pulls it out for me and perfectly slides it in. I’m overwhelmed in the best possible way and I can’t wait to see where this date goes.
Chapter Ten
Maverck
I’vebeenatworkfor about an hour impatiently waiting for Spencer to show up. I know I still have a little time, but that doesn’t stop me from checking the door every time I hear it open.
I don’t want to admit it, but I’m nervous as fuck for this date. I know this whole thing is a scam, but I also want to show Spencer how any lucky bastard who dates her for real should treat her. That’s why I picked the table in the corner and decked it out with everything romantic I could think of. I also flipped the chairs up at the tables closest to ours so that we could have a little more privacy. I suppose there’s perks to owning the place.
I spent all afternoon coming up with food for our date. It’s all ready to go and my assistant chef in the kitchen will make sure it’s perfect when she brings it out. I was almost late to get Pat because I was so lost in what I was doing in the kitchen.
Seeing her at the parent pick up about knocked me on my ass. Her dress was science themed which would seem absolutely ridiculous, but it molded to her breasts perfectly. It also showcased her toned legs. I didn’t plan on kissing the hell out of her, but there was no way I could stop.
I was glad I was taking Patrick back to my house before going back to the brewery. Once Olive picked him up and approved me date worthy, I attempted taking care of my raging dick that had barely gone down since I saw Spencer. I don’t think it even helped, though. Not when I’ve tasted her sweet pussy and had it pulsing around my cock before.
Thankfully, the bar was busy enough to keep me occupied until it was time for our date. For the first time that night, I didn’t check the door and was pleasantly surprised to see Spencer making her way towards me at the bar. I didn’t even think about it before launching myself over the bar to get to her. I was able to show some restraint and not maul her like I did at the school. Of course, I’m still so turned on, so when she teases, I can’t help but tell her exactly how I feel about my desires towards her.
Needing to get my shit under control, I usher her towards our table and am instantly at ease when I see the tears of happiness in her eyes over the effort I put into our date. I can’t help but puff out my chest with pride for showing Spencer exactly how she should be treated.
I help her into her seat and just take a minute to soak her in. Her hair is down and curled and she has light makeup on. I don’t know if it’s that, or the fact that she’s happy that's making her glow, but whatever it is, I want to see her like this all the time. I didn’t even notice the crop top and cut offs, but now that I have, there’s absolutely no fucking chance that my dick will be anything but rock hard tonight.
I bite my lip and don’t even realize I let out a little groan as I look at her from head to toe until she gasps, and I watch her pupils dilate. I couldn’t look away from her if I tried. Finally, she breaks eye contact as she reaches for her water. Just then one of our servers, Tash, comes over to get us drinks and to let us know that our food will be out soon.
“Maverick, this set up is so gorgeous. I don’t think anyone has ever taken this much effort for one of my dates, let alone a fake one.” My brows pull in and the discomfort in my chest is a reality check that I apparently needed. Of course, this is fake, and I may have lost my head for a minute and forgotten that. Pulling myself together, I give her my most mischievous smile.
“I don’t know if I want to beat the shit out of the guys you’ve been with in the past or walk around like a peacock showing off my feathers.” Spencer burst out laughing, and it's like the sun shining down on her. She’s so reserved and a self-proclaimed wallflower, so seeing her light up like this is a pleasure.
Tash brings over our drinks and the appetizers that I whipped up earlier, and we both dig in. Spencer moans when she takes the first bite and any thought of making it through this dinner without a raging boner leaves my mind. I try to discreetly adjust myself, but I’m pretty sure Spencer catches me from the flush on her cheeks and the grin she’s trying to hide.
Dinner flies by, and Spencer loves everything I’ve made for her. I don’t want the night to end, but I finally realize how late it is when I see my servers starting their clean up routine for the main dining area. I check my watch and it’s almost 10pm.
“Damn, I didn’t realize how late it was getting. This has honestly been the best date I think I’ve ever had, Sweets. Thanks for agreeing to come see me here so we could make it happen.” She’s smiling demurely and leaning across the table towards me. I grabbed her hand earlier and still hold it and caress my fingers along the inside of her wrist. She shivers and closes her eyes.
“Thank you, Maverick. This without a doubt has been the best date of my life. Normally I’d be passed out right now after the first day of school, but if I’m being honest, I don’t really want the date to end.” She drops her eye contact and tries to pull her hand away, but I don’t let her.
“Hey, Sweets. Look at me.” I wait until she brings her eyes up to mine before I address her. “That makes me so fucking happy. Not only that you had a great first day of school, but that you enjoyed spending the time with me just as much as I have with you. And the selfish prick in me wants to tell you it doesn’t have to be the end of our date, but I don’t want to be that guy with you. So, I’m not going to suggest that I accompany you back to your place where I know damn well, we won’t be getting any sleep. But I would like to plan our next date so I know when I will get to see you again.” Spencer's face is flushed, but the smile on it makes me want to work every day to see her this happy.
“I’d really like all of that, and I’m glad you’re not pushing to come over, because I honestly don’t think I could tell you no, Mav.” She bites her lip, and I can’t help letting a groan out. Her smile turns mischievous, and I honestly don’t think I’ve ever seen her this playful or this beautiful.
“If you’re able to get away either Saturday or Sunday, I’d love to take you to hike one of my favorite trails. It’s supposed to be hot so the creek will be the perfect place to cool off. I’m not a chef, but I think I can whip something up that we can have a decent lunch.”
“That sounds fucking amazing, Sweets. I am off Sunday and I’m kid free, so that would be perfect.” Knowing that I need to let her get home, I stand and tug her to her feet. She stumbles a little, and I can’t resist pulling her into me to steady her.
“You okay to drive home, Sweets?” My hand slides around her waist as I tug her to me and I’m relieved that she comes willingly and wraps her arms around my neck and plays with the hair there.
“Mhmm. I’m just a little tired. The exciting day is catching up to me.”
Her head is tilted to look up to me and there’s no way I can stop myself from leaning in and kissing her. It’s a slow, gentle kiss and just as sweet as my Sweets. But with just a press of her hips, it turns heated quickly. The kiss is messy and hot with hands everywhere while we fight for control. It doesn’t take long before Spencer relents with a whimper and it takes everything in me not to sweep the dishes onto the floor and lay her out on the table.
A throat clearing brings me back to reality and I slowly pull away. Spencer’s lips are swollen, her skin is a little red from my beard rubbing against her, and her eyes are hazy with lust as she stares back at me. I turn and see Tash standing there.
“Sorry, boss. Um, your table is the last one I need to clean before I can head out and I really didn’t want to interrupt, but I have a test tomorrow that I still need to study for, so I really want to get home.” She’s wringing her hands and shifting from foot to foot not making eye contact. She seems way more stressed than this situation warrants, and not for the first time, I wonder what Tash’s past was like that caused her to be so frightened sometimes. But, that worry is for another day.
“It’s fine, Tash. I’ll clean it up.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want you to think I’m shirking my responsibilities. I will stay and clean it.”
