Page 30 of Seduced at Stevens Street
“No, sorry, I have to work late at the gym tonight. But I am sure you’ll find someone who will take care of you.” And with that, to give her the brush-off, I walk back to Cosimo’s office.
Gia
I know leaving in the middle of the night was a shitty thing to do, but I wanted to test Logan to determine if he was a man of his word, and he was. In fact, I have never watched a man fall asleep so fast that wasn’t drunk. He really did a lot yesterday for the grand opening. I know I was exhausted, but I knew I couldn’t stay and live with Sara giving me crap about where I slept the night before. Afterall, I had told her I’d be at her place and not Andy and Kenzie’s. So as soon as Logan fell asleep, I changed back into my clean clothes that he was so sweet to wash for me and headed to Sara’s.
My alarm went off at 10:00 a.m. and it really felt good to sleep in. I knew that between Susan and Carol, all the classes were covered for the day. I walked into the kitchen, and Sara was sitting there drinking her coffee and working on her laptop.
“Sara, it’s Sunday, why are you working already?”
“I just wanted to answer a few emails before you finally got out of bed. How did yesterday go? I really enjoyed the open house, and so did my friends.”
“Are we still on for lunch at that new rooftop café?” I had been waiting to go there for over a month, and we were finally able to get a reservation.
“Are you kidding me? I have been waiting to go there. Everyone I know who has been there tells me that the food is amazing.”
“Great, let me jump into the shower and get dressed, and then we can head out and maybe stop at that cute boutique that is on the same street? I saw a cute sundress that I want to try on.”
We head out to my favorite boutique called Jolie Boutique Rose. That is French for Pretty in Pink Boutique. Although they carry a lot of pink merchandise, they have other items to bring in anyone who really isn’t fond of pink. The boutique carries so many unique pieces that are locally made. I always find something at the store.
After Sara and I try on a few items, we both make our purchases and head to the Blue Sparrow, the new rooftop restaurant. We are seated right by the railing, and we have a beautiful view of the city.
Sara and I ordered a new drink that the bartender had put on the menu, a Pirate’s Booty Call, which consists of spiced rum,coconut rum, pineapple, cranberry juice and edible gold glitter and an edible gold leaf for garnish.
We both take a drink, and Sara giggles, “Damn, this is a strong drink, Gia.”
“No kidding, we better take it slow with these. How about an appetizer?”
She shakes her head yes, and we start looking at the menu. We agree on bacon rosemary stuffed mushrooms and bacon-wrapped dates stuffed with Manchego cheese. The waiter brings the appetizers to the table, and we both take a bite of both, and they are almost as good as an orgasm, almost.
Another round of cocktails, and we finally get around to ordering our main entrees. Sara orders the macadamia nut crusted grouper with black Chinese rice and fried Brussel sprouts. I order the shrimp scampi with couscous and crispy artichokes. Lunch is delicious, and the chef even makes an appearance at our table to thank us for coming and asks how we enjoyed our meals.
In true Sara fashion, she turns on the charm, and eventually she is given the chef’s card with his private cell number. As he walks away, I watch her give me the biggest smile ever. “What, why am I getting that look from you?”
“Gee, I don’t know. You seem to be able to pick up a man anywhere we go.”
“Well, you could do the same thing, you know, if you weren’t so shy. Girl, you need to get back into the game, my friend.”
“I don’t think I am ready to date of bunch of assholes, who only want to get in my pants just to have sex. I want to find someone who leaves me speechless after sex and treats me like someone who is special to them,” I share as I think about Logan as he’s the only man I have ever had that type of experience with.
“I know you’re hurt from your last relationship with the dick that will remain nameless, but seriously, Gia, you really need to start dating again. What about some of those stud muffins at the gym? Andy seems to hire only the hottest of trainers, and I could definitely be on board with one of those guys, except Logan. He is a man-whore, and he isn’t right for you.”
If she only knew he was the one that trips my triggers and the orgasms are earth shattering.
“Shall we do dessert?” I ask, ignoring her statement about Logan.
She nods, and we ask the waiter for the dessert menu. I won’t be eating a lot for the next week after this meal. No amount of yoga will help my body if I start eating like this more than once a week.
We both order the apple marzipan puff pastry tart, with a cup of espresso. We basically roll out of the restaurant. But it was worth the time spent with my best friend. We decided to walk off some of our lunch and stroll down to the local park and take a seat onthe bench underneath a beautiful large oak tree. We talked about what we have going on this week, and Sara tells me she is going to be a regular for my Thursday night class. It will be fun to have her there every week, and I am happy that she is going to take her health seriously. She has been working way too many hours and not eating regularly, and it is starting to show on her face.
After we got back from our outing, we both changed into our comfy clothes and decided to watch a movie. Of course, we both have different tastes in movies, so I tell her we need to watch something that is out of both of our wheelhouses. Sara likes movies that have Jason Stathom in them, and I love anything that is set in the Victorian era. I suggest we watchSmall Things Like Thesestarring Cillian Murphy. We both adore him, and we look forward to seeing him in this movie.
After the movie, we both head to bed, as we both have early mornings. I close my eyes and drift off, but it isn’t Cillian Murphy I dream about; it is a dream about a very muscular, sexy and hot as hell man named John Logan.
My alarm goes off, and I let out a loud groan. I was just getting to the best part of the dream. But it will have to wait, as I have my first class at 7:00 a.m. So, I hop out of bed, take a very quick shower, dress, and head to the gym. I am amazed at how many people want to attend a yoga class so early in the morning, but it is invigorating to be there and help so many people find their centers before heading out to their jobs that create so much stress.
The class was amazing, and everyone had so much energy when they left for their day. I exit the studio and head to the kitchenfor a cup of coffee. Kenzie has done a fantastic job of keeping everyone’s favorite Keurig cups stocked. I grab a Steven’s Street Gym mug and make myself the most wonderful Salted Caramel Macchiato, no cream needed. Yummy. As I stand with my back to the door, enjoying my coffee, I feel a warm breath on the back of my neck.
“Hello beautiful, how are you this morning? Good class?”
