Delicious (The Delicious Series) (2 page)

You might call me delusional but deep down I rea
lly want to see hazel eyes. He’s just so delicious! After I dress up I start doing my makeup. I apply a light line of eyeliner on the top and bottom of my lids and compliment it with a shimming shade of pink lip gloss. I slip on my VS summer model flip flops and grab the bag from the bed. I take a final look in the mirror, making sure everything is in order. My long strawberry blonde hair today is behaving which is kind of weird since it never does. It must the hazel eyes effect.

You, my sweet, attractive co
stumer, are in deep, deep trouble...

Nela yells to me from the kitchen when I enter in the shop.

“Hey you’re five minutes early.”

“What can I say, I love my job...” I reply as I put the bag under the counter. I grab the bag that holds the uniform and put it on top of the counter.

That’
s my hiding spot and since no one uses it I take advantage of it. I take a deep breath and look around the shop. It’s empty, which is kind of surprising. Maybe in an hour or two it’s going to fill up. It’s the fudge effect and everyone seems to show up around the same time. I start walking to the kitchen holding the bag in my arms. When I enter I see my boss looking at new orders.

“New
orders eh?”

She looks up at me and smiles,

“Oh yeah. More than last week.”

I told you, it’s the fudge effect! I grab the apron from the table and I start heading
to the washroom where I can change.

“Jenny
someone brought this letter for you. He didn’t tell me his name though.”

I stop immediately and I turn around to face my boss. Who would send me a letter? The last boyfriend I had, I kicked him to the curb so hard I don’t think he’s coming back
anytime soon. Correction, anymore! She holds the letter in her hands and I study it trying to understand who it might be. Perhaps it’s a prank or perhaps not. As curiosity wins over I take the letter from Nela’s hand and I start walking to my destination.

“Thanks
.”

“No problem.”

There is no name or an address; it’s just a white envelope with nothing written on it. Weird! As I walk I start ripping the sides. I take out the letter and I start reading it.

Next time when I tell you to do something, you do it. And be careful with your dirty mouth, it can get you in deep trouble ;)

My heart starts beating so fast I think I’m going to have a heart attack. I don’t have to guess who it is, I already know it. I re-read it repeatedly just because reading those words it’s making my skin prickle. No one has ever accused me of having a dirty mouth. I must admit it; it’s kind of sexy hearing it from someone else especially from hazel eyes. I hope he shows up today so I can show him some more of my dirty mouth. I fold the letter and put it back in the envelope. After I exit from the washroom I start walking to the counter. I put the letter safely in the bag feeling somewhat girly girl by his words. Hazel eyes is making me wanting him more than I already do. He is one sexy tiger that I can’t seem to forget! A customer enters in the store and I stop day dreaming right away. I start focusing on doing my job properly instead of getting turned on by his words.

Okay Jenny, let’s sell some fudge cakes!

Chapter 3

“
Jenny, get ready. I’m picking you up in ten minutes.” Laila yells down at the phone. This time she won’t let me get my way. She wants me to go clubbing with her even though she has three other girls going already.

“C
an’t you just go with your Barbies?”

I just want to stay home tonight and watch an action movie. I’m not feeling
the clubbing vibe at all, not that I ever do anyways. The only time I will be willing to go is when Jacob Black turns human.

“No
! You’re coming with us. This time I won’t let you bail.” She’s determined not to back down this time and whatever I do, I know she won’t give up.

“
Laila, seriously you are a pain in the ass sometimes.”

She starts laughing and I start to laugh
with her. She’s one of those people who have a very contagious laugh. Once she starts she’s able to make everybody laugh with her.                                    “So that is why we are BFF’s. Now, get your fat ass up and start getting dressed. I’ll be there in ten.”                                                                                                                                                                                 She hangs up without waiting for my answer. Tonight she’s on a mission and there’s nothing that can hold her down. We’re both enjoying the single life but Laila enjoys it far more than I do. I prefer to keep quiet and mostly to myself preferably getting lost into a good book and forget about real life problems. Maybe tonight will be a little different and I do enjoy myself with a group of gossiping girlfriends. Yeah, that’s what I would do. I’m going to have a good time and forget about everything, including hazel eyes.

I
’ve decided to go over the top tonight. I slip on the red ruffle bra dress. I’ve never had a chance to wear it so tonight is the night for it to shine. I braid my hair to the side and I straight my bangs. After, I apply foundation and the blackest eye shadow. I glance in the mirror and smile. I look completely different. I almost look unrecognizable from the girl I’m used to seeing in the morning. The heavy makeup and the low cut dress make me look twenty-five, at least! This new outfit is working wonders to my advantage, especially if we decide to go to a twenty-one plus club. I hope this time, she likes it and we manage to have a good time. To make things easier I’ll find a sexy guy for her and she will fall for him right away and that way we will be able to enjoy the night. Mission accomplished! As I slip on the white lacy sandals the phone starts ringing. I open the clutch bag and take the phone out. Of course it’s Laila and she is right on time! What else is new?                             “Let’s go bitch. We have a long night ahead of us.”

I roll my eyes as I picture the evening how it will be.

“Be there soon and don’t do donuts in the grass. Last time I got yelled because of it, not you so,
behave
.”

Laila parks the car close to the curb. Throughout the ride down town we didn’t know which club to go to until I suggested one, since we haven’t been at
Virgin Mobile Mod Club
, we decide to give it a shot. We strut our stuff to the club hoping we can get in before twelve since we don’t have to pay a dime. When we arrive at the front door we show the ID’s at the bouncer. He lets us in one by one. After we enter Laila takes my hand and starts dragging me to the bar. The loud music is killing my ears and I regret for letting her putting me into this. This was a very bad idea. I should have stayed home and read Fifty Shades of Grey.
Christian Grey and his kinky fuckery would have been a better company.
Why can’t I find someone like that? Sometimes it’s better to live inside a fictional world, than a real one. At least the guys there can give you whatever your heart desires. When we stop at the bar Laila orders two shots of tequila. The bartender winks at her and she flashes herself with her hands. Oh yeah, she is on a mission tonight!                                           “Here, drink up!” She gives me one glass and holds hers in the air.

“Cheers.” I say and we both drink it at the same time.

I eat the lemon right away. I never liked the taste of alcohol and I never will. I will never understand how people like to get drunk and have a good time instead of sitting down. I hate the taste of it, it makes me want to throw up but of course I only do that when I get wasted, once in a lifetime. I turn around to see where Laila’s friends are but they are not behind us.

“Where are your girlfriends?” I shout through the loud music.

“I dunno.” She shrugs.

“Aren’t we supposed to stay together? What if something happens?”

“Relax Jenny, nothing will happen. Let the girls have some fun. They have my number. We’re all on a mission tonight, which means you as well. It’s time to find someone and you know, have a night stand. It’s been a while.” She winks at me and orders another shot of tequila.

This is
Laila for you, a man eater that will eat you alive. It used to shock me before when she used to tell me this kind of stuff but after years of friendship it doesn’t bother me anymore. She’s always been one step ahead with the guys than me. When it comes to having fun, Laila is the perfect therapy teacher to show you the right way. We drink the second set of tequila. I’m feeling already dizzy; this is the limit for tonight. One more drink and I am officially drunk. 

“
Laila, I know you have needs but please be careful.”

“I thought about everything before I left the house.”

She takes out from her purse three condoms and wiggles them in front of me.

“Okay, o
kay I got it. Put them inside before someone else sees them.”

“So now let’s go have some fun. Dancing sounds like a good idea.”
She wanders off onto the dance floor and within minutes, I’ve lost sight of her. My eyes race back and forth between the crowds. When I look directly in front of me I see her dancing with a guy. Great, now I’m left alone and I have no idea where the other three went. Everybody is having a good time except me. Yep, I should have stayed home and cuddle with Christian!

“Another shot please.” I tell the bartender. At least the alcohol will keep me company. The music starts getting louder and everyone on the dance floor is starting to lose control. I feel someone behind me but I don’t bother turning around. They are probably waiting for their turn. The bartender brings the shot and I drink it righ
t away. Hands grab me by my waist but when I want to turn around to see who it is I can’t. Someone is holding my hand...

“
Lookie lookie whom we’ve got here.” 

Hol
y shit, I know that voice. It’s Hazel Eyes! 

“What do you want?”

“I see that you haven’t changed your attitude.” He whispers in my ear.

“Nope.”

He pushes himself deeper and this time I feel hi
s erection between my ass cheeks.

“You feel that, that’s my dick itching for you.”

“I don’t care about you, or your dick. Let me go.”

“One of these days I am going to fuck that dirty mouth of yours. Mark my words.” He starts licking my neck moving his tongue all over my skin.
I start to moan.

“You like that don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“
I know that you want me the same way that I want you, Jenny.”

Oh my God he just said my name. How does he know my name? Is he stalking me? Since he knows my name it’s only fair he tells me his.

“What’s your name?” I ask in between moans.

“Hmmm.
I don’t know if I should tell you or not.”

“Don’t fuck with me. It’s only fair now that you know my name.”

“You’re a vicious little thing, aren’t you? Since you’re insisting...”

I start moving my hips around his erection giving him a taste of his own medicine. He grabs my ass and squeezes
my cheeks.

“My name is Ernest baby. Now we have officially met.”

He spins me around so I can face him. He looks so good it’s taking my breath away.

“What do you mean?”

He smiles at me flashing his white teeth.

“I’ll see
you at the shop, Jenny.”

He bends down and licks my lips. I want to say something but he has me hypnotized under his spell. I watch him as he leaves the club thinking what the hell just happened. I was craving so much to see him and now that he’s gone a part of me fee
ls sad. I don’t know what he meant but one think I do know. I am attracted to him!

Chapter 4

“
So, who was the guy last night?”

“No one...”

“D
on’t bullshit me. The chemistry between you two was through the roof!”

As usual
my best friend won’t leave me alone until I tell her the truth.

“He’
s a customer...”

“WHAT?
You’re seeing one of your costumers and you haven’t told me?” She yells from the other side of the phone.                                                                                                                                             “Relax woman. I am not seeing him. He was at the club last night and decided to make a scene.”

“He made more than a scene, he was touching you.”

“Where you spying on me instead of dancing with that guy?”

“Maybe
...” She replies unashamedly.

Of course she did.

“Laila, there’s nothing going on between us. I have to go to work.”

“Okay. But don’t think I will let this go. We
have
to talk.”