Page 12 of His Coveted Obsession

Andhe remembered my name. Swoon!

Ugh, he was so broodily delicious.

“I have your drink coming right up already, and here’s your cinnamon roll, all warmed up. Just as you like it.”

He took the small paper bag with the treat. “You remembered.”

“Yep, I try to remember the orders from all my favorite customers.”

“Do you have a lot of favorites?”

“Just one,” I said, winking. “It’s not every day a customer becomes my hero.”

“I’m no hero.”

I lifted my shoulders, shrugging. “You are to me.”

When his drink was done, right on time, I handed him the cup with another pink heart on it next to his name. “That will be eight dollars and twelve cents, including tax.”

Easton paid with his credit card and left me a whopping five-dollar tip. “Wow, thanks!”

“You’re welcome.”

He walked off before stopping and turning to face me. “You can talk to me at my table later if you want.”

It took all my power not to drop my jaw to the floor as my heart raced.Ohmygod. Ohmygod. He actuallywanted to talk to me. Little ol’ me. The uninteresting barista. Well, I was more of a cashier, but I occasionally helped make drinks.

When the line finally settled down, my co-worker took over for me, allowing me to take a break. I headed over to Easton’s table and sat down. “Hi.”

“Hello.”

For the first time since I could remember, my mind went blank. Usually, I never ran out of words to say.

“You’re attractive,” Easton finally said. God, I loved his bluntness. Being surrounded by lies all the time, thanks to my father, it was nice to talk to someone who was clear and straightforward.

“Really?”

“Yes. You have nice dimples.”

My face flamed as I ate up his words. “You’re so attractive, too.”

“When do you have time off from work?” he asked.

“Uhm, I’ve recently been scheduled for the mornings, but I also take some classes late afternoon and evenings, three days a week, at the community college. I also like to go to bed early when I have to work in the mornings. Oh, but I have tomorrow and Thursday off from school. Why?”

“I like looking at you. I want to take you on a date and then have sex.”

My eyes bulged out of their sockets as the fire continued to spread to my throat and ears. “God… so forward. Ilikeit. You leave all the guesswork out of it because I was hoping… Instant crush and all since you helped me, and you’re so hot. Are you sure? I mean, not that I have insecurity issues, but… I’m not like… I mean, I don’t have… Ugh. I’m just trying to say I feel a little out of your league.”

“I wouldn’t have asked you if I wasn’t interested.”

“Well, thank you then.”

“I haven’t had sex before, but I’ve watched a lot of porn,” he said, taking a sip of his tea as if he was talking about the weather. Jeez, he oozed so much confidence and strength.

“I find that really hard to believe, but yeah, I can help with that, too. I have some experience when I had a boyfriend for six months, but I haven’t dated since then.

“Good. You bottom.”

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