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Kevin had been expecting a fancy scotch or bourbon, and the selection surprised him. He set to work mixing the drink. Although the local crowd tended to order beer and straight shots, he did know how to make quite a few cocktails.
The man’s presence had drawn the attention of some regular customers. His loud suit definitely made him stand out a bit. The man noticed them looking, smiled, and waved.
They quickly turned around.
“Were you aware that there’s a young man working at your restaurant who smells like an entire field of marijuana spontaneously combusted?” the man asked.
Kevin laughed. “Oh! You met Steve.”
“Steve is an idiot.”
“Yup. That’s him.” Kevin poured the drink into a tall glass. “But hey, it’s a good night for Steve. If you met him, that means you got your pizza.”
“Yes, but that’s not what I really wanted. Which was to see you again.”
“Me?” Kevin’s heart fluttered.
“Why else do you think I dragged my lush little body down here? This is by far one of the most abysmal establishments I’ve ever dared set foot in.” The man glanced down. “Are those… peanut shells on the floor?”
“Hey, this place is as close to heaven as it gets, man.” Kevin scoffed, pinning a big slice of pineapple with a little umbrella to drop into the drink.
“If this is anything like heaven, then I’m much better off in hell than I thought.”
“Sorry it can’t all be orgies and pizza.” Kevin snorted as he slid the glass over to the man. “Here you go.”
“Thank you.” The man took a dainty sip, watching Kevin over the rim of the glass.
The intensity of his gaze made Kevin shiver, and he quickly found something to wipe down behind the bar.
“So. Pizza delivery boy, bartender…”
“Pizza restaurantowner, thank you. I just jumped on delivery because Steve was out.”
“Oh? Was Steve unavailable due to marijuana related charges?”
“Something like that.”
The man appeared thoughtful. “Don’t suppose you also happen to moonlight as an exotic dancer? Would certainly spice up my stalking of you.”
Stalking.
Was that what this was?
Kevin couldn’t help but be a little flattered. He didn’t think anyone else had made so much of an effort before. It was almost sweet—okay, it wascreepy, but still.
“Hate to burst your bubble, but no,” Kevin said with a short laugh, glancing up at him. “Dancing has never been a skill of mine.”
“Never?” The man shook his head. “With that body? No, I refuse to believe it. I bet you’re incredible.”
“Incrediblyawful.”
“Nonsense.” The man slowly licked his lips. “I can think of many little jigs I’d love to dance with you.”
“Sorry, can’t help you. I can work on your car if you need it. But that’s about all I got.”
“Why don’t you just work on me instead, sug?” The man winked.
“Wow.” Kevin laughed. “You really don’t take no for an answer, do you?”
