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Sydney grabs a coffee, creamer, and sugar packets and exits the kitchen. I get the tray ready, adding the syrup dispenser, napkins, orange juice, and wait for the order.
“She will moan no doubt.” Travis teases as he hands me the pancakes.
I shake my head, pretending to not know what he is talking about. I would love to hear her moan again. She moans so sweet, soft, and breathtaking. My cock twitches at the thought. I gather her food and lift the tray up onto my shoulder.
“Oh, I can bring it out boss.” Sydney holds out her arms for me to give her the tray.
I shake my head, “No that’s okay, I got this one. Booth eight needs refills.” She shrugs and walks over to the drink station.
“I heard you wanted the bosses special?” I set her orange juice down. She looks up at me with her big beautiful blue eyes and batting eyelashes.
“Well, I heard this was the best breakfast spot in town, so I had to come judge for myself.”
I chuckle as I set the rest of her food down in front of her.
“Wow, this looks and smells amazing.”
She grabs her fork and digs right into the pancakes, opening her mouth and sliding the fork over her pink tongue. I have to hold back a groan when she wraps her lips over the fork and moans as the sweetness hits her taste buds. I take a seat across from her as I observe her devouring the plate. She moans, groans, licks her lips, rolls her eyes, and smiles as she consumes every bite.
When she finishes, she sits back against the cushioned booth and sighs, her hand resting on her belly.
“What’s the verdict? Did we live up to your high LA standards?” I smile but it immediately drops as soon as her eyes meet mine. She almost looks disappointed. Oh god, she didn’t like the food?
“It was really good, thank you.”
She slides across the seat and drops thirty dollars down on the table before she high tales it out of the bar. All her excitement left along with her as the air suddenly feels stuffy without her.
“Julia, wait. What did I say?”
I hustle down the sidewalk and stop right in front of her. She crosses her arms. I can feel her hesitation and sudden reserve.
“I do not have high standards. I live a simple, normal life. I may be from LA but not all of us are stuck up bitches. You should know this, seeing as you were close to my grandmother. I am a spitting image of her.”
She moves around me and continues to walk up the hill. I can’t let this go, I have to correct my statement, having another woman not understand me, doesn’t sit well with me.
“No, listen. I meant the high standards in the LA food industry. Not you personally. LA has great food, it would be an honor for someone to recognize our talents here in Everwood.”
She rolls her eyes again and huffs as she throws her hands in the air.
“I knew it, you looked into me. Saw that I am a known author, who has “connections”, so you just want to use me, like everyone else for your own financial gain. Well guess what Caleb, I won’t help anyone ever again, but myself. Have a great day.”
Her air quotes are angry, there is a hidden meaning behind them.
I am taken aback at the fact that my words are being twisted into some narrative she has in her head. I am not the type of man who would use anyone, well other than for sex. I have been used many times, it fucking sucks. She closes her front door so hard I’m afraid the glass will break. I blow out hot air before I turn around and get back to the bar.
This is the reason why I am single. Women just don’t understand how men think. They take our words, twist them around to their liking and then get mad at us when we don’t know why they are mad. I have had many relationships, only one that truly mattered, but still I was hurt so many times. The thought of ever opening up to another woman kills me.
I can’t betray Lucy like that.
* * *
“Lucy, baby, I’m home.”
I walk into the foyer, setting my suitcase down and take a seat on the bench, removing my snow boots so I don’t track water through the house. My wife would kill me if I ruin her squeaky clean floors.
“Lucy.”
I call out to her as I move towards the kitchen, holding the flowers I picked up for her. I have been away for work the past two weeks, so I am excited to be home.
