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And there is no time like the present. The server returns with our drinks. The whole time he was gone, my mind spun with possibilities.
I lean forward, placing my elbow on the table to show off my cleavage a little. I fluff out my red hair, letting it fall in waves around my face as I fix a flirty smile on my face.
The cute server places my drink down first, his eyes wandering down to my chest before giving me a smirk. His gaze lingers on my lips for a second before focusing on everyone else’s drinks. I lean up, careful to keep my breasts pushed out as he rounds the table, coming back to stand in front of me to take our orders.
He starts with Jack, working his way around the table so I’m left last. I smile, knowing damn well I want a burger but instead asking, “What’s your favorite thing here?” in a husky voice. Laying it on thicker than normal.
He smirks. “Well, for you, I might ask the chef to make you something special. Do you like surprises?”
I quirk my eyebrow, impressed at myself for how well this is working. I purse my lips, reaching up to tap it with my index finger while pretending to think. Andrea giggles beside me, fully aware I’m up to no good. She’s become very familiar with it and recognizes it easily.
“That depends on what kind of surprise it is,” I reply.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Charlie. Just fucking order and stop flirting with the waiter.” Andrew’s tone suggests he’s far from happy.
I cut my eyes over at him, narrowing them into slits. There’s a murderous glint in his.
Internally, I smile, knowing my plan is working. He chose the wrong girl to ignore, and I’ll make him suffer a little before I put him out of his misery.
I turn back to the server. “I love surprises,” I check his name tag, “Shawn. Looking forward to what you come up with.” I give him a sly smile, and he smirks, apparently liking what he sees.
As he walks off, Andrea turns to Andrew. “Who pissed in your Cheerios?”
The big man across the table is fuming.
He huffs. “Nothing.” His tone is clipped and gruff.
Leveling me with a death glare, his hand balls into a fist on the table. He grabs the napkin and violently shakes it out into his lap. I turn my head and let my hair fall forward to curtain my face. I smile triumphally, knowing my little plan is bound to work.
Chatter picks up around the table, but I remain quiet, watching the handsome and steaming mad man across from me.
My smile remains until the server places my lunch plate in front of me. My smile wavers, and my eyebrows furrow in confusion. What the hell is this?
Andrew must catch my expression because all he does is laugh. The deep rumble starts in his chest and bursts through his perfectly pillowy soft lips.
My glare at him is so sharp it could cut glass.
Shawn says, “It’s venison sausage wrapped in duck fat and topped with a German gravy and mashed potatoes.”
It looks like a giant fucking wiener on my plate. I’ve never seen sausage so big. It’s nearly as long as my forearm, and it smells funny. I swallow, plastering on a big fake smile.
“Oh, wow.” I almost choke on the words. I have to admit, this isn’t how I saw this going, I should have just ordered the damn hamburger.
Andrew barks out a laugh, unable to contain it any longer. “Oh, come on, Charlie. You know how to handle big wieners.”
I whip around so fast I think I give myself whiplash. “And how would you know that, Andrew?” I’m pissed he’s calling me out, and embarrassed that I practically did this to myself.
He arches one eyebrow, practically daring me to argue. He knows damn well how big he is and how I took him like a champ last night.
Deciding I won’t play into his little game anymore, I turn back to Shawn. “This looks delicious. Thanks for surprising me!” It comes out a little too cheerfully.
“I hope you enjoy it,” he replies with a wink as he turns walking away.
They all burst into a fit of laughter. Even Andrew is unable to stay grumpy. I laugh with them. I saw into my huge ass sausage, placing a big ol’ piece in my mouth.
“Yum!” I mumble around my mouthful. I have to chew for longer because the texture is all weird. Internally, I cringe.
The table starts all over again with their giggles. I smile at that, knowing we all need it. Something to break the tension.
