Page 117 of Five Days to Be Mine

“Mara.” I reach out for her arm.

Her brows furrow, her lips part, and I press a finger to them before she can speak.

“Thank you.”

She gives me that smile I want to see every morning of every day. “I’m happy to help.”

“I’ll walk you through the seating plan and what you need to know. I hope you’re a quick learner,” Dawn says.

“I’ll do my best,” Mara promises.

I’m smiling so wide my cheeks hurt as I make my way through the restaurant chatting to guests, checking on everyone.

By the time all the whip cream bowls are empty and Isla is leaving with her arms around both subs, Mara looks like she’d been doing this forever.

She said goodbye to the guests, pitched in busing tables.

We all pitched in, clearing and resetting for seating number two.

This group were rowdy, high-spirited kinksters who had their subs crawl across the communal table.

Their antics had all of us in stitches. That table clean up took a lot of time, but it was worth it

It’s nights like this where I am so grateful I rolled the dice.

Seating number three was more quiet, but everything would be after that and I got to steal a moment, kissing Mara before I checked on the guests in the dining room.

A Dom was using his sub as a table and eating off of her with a knife and fork. A couple across from them were locked into a hushed conversation.

“Is everything alright?” I ask, pausing at their table.

“Yes, it’s fine,” the woman says to me, but her lips press together in a thin line of disapproval.

“Tell him,” the man urges, grabbing her arm.

“Is everything okay with the food?” I try to ease into it.

“Yes, the food is fine.” The woman says.

“The food isn’t the problem but the booze is—”

The woman ducks her head against the man’s arm.

“Sarah, I had to tell him. In our booking we requested alcohol free and yet we have the champagne right here.”

“I’m so sorry about that. Let me take it away.” I grab the champagne.

I know the damage has already been done.

The man’s face is red.

“Would you like to come back another, right?” I offer.

“Please Bay, can we stay? I’m fine, really.” Sarah dipped her finger in the whipped cream. “I want you to play with me tonight” She sticks her finger in his mouth and he sucks.

“Please accept my apologies and let me know if there is anything I can do to make this up.” I say, backing out of the room, but the couple is so entrenched that I’m not sure they’ve heard me.

Making my way to the bar, I stop. Dawn must have caught the look on my face and hurries over.

---