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“Are you sure?” The hostess asked.
Viddy, who’d been quiet up until now, started snickering behind me, burying her face into my hair. “D-do you p-plan on taking up s-smoking in the next few minutes, Addy?” She laughed.
“Shut up or you’ll draw their attention. You’re embarrassing me.” I hissed.
“Ladies,” a deep voice said from behind us.
Directly behind us.
We both shrieked and whirled.
The cane in Viddy’s hand spun with her movement, striking the older man that was behind us across his right calf, making him jump back in surprise.
Both of us stared in shock as the man winced and rubbed his bruised leg.
“Jesus, you just hit their leader.” I moaned to my sister.
“Like the alien leader or their president leader?” Viddy asked worriedly.
“President leader,” an amused voice said from behind us.
We whirled again, but this time, the intimidating man standing behind us caught the cane with his hand, preventing it from smacking him as it had done his president.
“Kettle,” I said breathily. “Hi.”
He grinned. “Not many people can get away with taking a pot shot at our president. He’s usually a little quicker than that. He must be getting slow to get taken out by a blind woman.”
My eyes widened in humor, but I didn’t dare laugh. I knew better.
“Funny,” the man said, as he walked past us towards the tables that the lot of them were occupying in the back.
Kettle was dressed in his fire department uniform of navy blue pants, navy blue shirt with the fire department logo on it, and black boots.
The outfit itself wasn’t that great, but the man filling it out made it look orgasmic.
His large arms made the sleeves of the shirt strain. It fit tightly across his chest, shoulders and abdomen, leaving very little underneath it to the imagination.
It also made my frumpy sweat pants and old cut-off t-shirt I was wearing look hideous.
What was I thinking when I wore this? Oh, yeah. My face hurt like a mother.
“Y’all want to come join us?” Kettle asked.
My eyes left the man’s straining biceps and landed on the five men that were gathered around three tables that had been pushed hastily together at the back of The Tug and Chug.
“Uhh,” I hesitated. “It doesn’t look like you have that much room.”
“Come on, it’ll be enough.” He said extending both arms. “I’m holding out my arm for you, darlin’.” He said to Viddy, making her laugh.
Viddy and I curled our hands around his massive bulging biceps, and walked cautiously towards the group.
“Ladies, I’d like you to meet Loki, Silas, Sebastian, Dixie, and you already know Trance.” He introduced them from left to right.
Loki looked like a golden God. That is if you didn’t take the scar that ran across his throat into consideration.
A thin, raised line went from one side of his jaw to the other.
His eyes were a pale blue, and trained on our every move. Dissecting us as if we were insects.
