Page 36 of Sweet Temptation (Men of Honor 2)
The bell jingles over the door, pulling me from my thoughts. “Well I can tell today is already going to be a great day. It feels like forever since I’ve seen my favorite waitress.”
My head snaps to the door to see some preppy dickhead walking over to the counter. He leans over, getting much too fucking close to my Cupcake.
“Oh hi, Blake,” Grace gives the guy a shy smile, her cheeks turning pink.
Who the fuck is this jackass?
I don’t know what this feeling is hitting me right now, but whatever the hell it is, I don’t fucking like it. And I definitely don’t like this fucking pretty boy.
He says something I can’t hear, making her giggle. Oh I don’t fucking think so. Getting up, I start walking over.
“I’ve only been gone two days,” Grace says, still giggling.
“Well it’s two days too long for me to not see your sweet face,” he replies, winking at her.
This motherfucker is about to get his ass knocked out. I walk right up to them and lean on the counter, looking relaxed. I don’t take my eyes off the douche bag.
When he looks over at me his smile fades.
Grace clears her throat, “Uh, Sawyer, this is Blake Carson, he’s a doctor at the hospital here. Blake, this is my friend, Sawyer.”
Friend?
Doctor dick nods, “Hey.”
I nod, but don’t say hi back.
“Anyways,” Grace says, breaking the silence, “I’m not gonna be around the diner much for a little while. I’m taking a personal leave, but I’ll hopefully be back soon.”
Douche frowns, “Everything all right, Grace?”
“Everything is fine,” I answer, cutting in before Grace can.
The guy turns to me, “I don’t recognize you. Are you from around here?”
I’ll show this nosy fucker where I’m from…
“Sawyer is a friend of Jaxson’s from the Navy. He just moved here not long ago,” she breaks in nervously, looking back and forth between Doctor dick and I.
He grunts, “I should have known.”
I stand up straighter, “What the fuck does that mean, asshole?”
“Sawyer!” Grace scolds under her breath.
Instead of answering me, the asshole turns around and faces Grace again. Then the ballsy motherfucker grabs her hand. “Is there anything I can do to help?”
Okay, that’s fucking it!
I rip Grace’s hand out from under his. “She’s fucking fine. Now if you don’t want to lose that fucking hand of yours I suggest you keep it to yourself.”
“Sawyer, stop it!” she scolds again, “I’m sorry, Blake, he’s normally not this rude.”
Rude? If she thinks this is fucking rude she hasn’t seen anything yet.
The prick shakes his head, “Like I tell Julia, don’t apologize. I hope everything works out for you, Grace. I’ll see you around.” Then the asshole walks out empty- handed.
Ha! He didn’t even get his coffee; serves the fucker right.
Grace turns to me, pissed off. “What the hell is the matter with you?”
“Me? What the fuck did I do?” I ask incredulously.
She’s blaming me for this?
“Yes, you! Why…”
Before she can finish, Ruby walks in. She comes to an abrupt halt, noticing our tension. “Oh hey, guys. Everything all right?”
“Yup, everything is fucking great,” I answer, trying to sound happy.
Grace shakes her head, glaring at me. “Whatever, let’s go.” She grabs her purse. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Rubes,” she says before hauling her sexy, pissed-off ass out the door.
I keep my smile in place for Ruby then follow her out. When we get into the truck and pull away, she starts at me again, “Why were you so rude to him?”
I grunt, “The guy is a fucking tool!”
She looks at me appalled, “Sawyer, you don’t even know him. He is actually a very nice guy.”
“Oh yeah, he’s fucking nice all right, because he wants in your fucking panties.”
“Oh my gosh. No he doesn’t.”
“Oh come on, Grace, you are not that fucking naive… ‘There’s my favorite waitress… two days too long to see your sweet face’,” I mimic the prick.
She starts laughing. I glare over at her, pissed off, finding none of this funny.
“So he’s a flirt, so what? He’s like that with everyone. You of all people should understand that.”
Oh she is not going to pull that shit. “We are not talking about me. We are talking about Doctor fucking sissy… And what the fuck was with ‘this is my friend’ bullshit?”
Just thinking about that jacks up my anger another notch.
She looks at me like I’ve lost my damn mind. “How was I supposed to introduce you?”
Well… I don’t fucking know, but not like that. Fuck! I keep quiet when I can’t think of anything to say.
“I don’t see why you care anyways,” she mumbles now.
I look over and point my finger at her, “Don’t ask me why the fuck I care. You know why.”
She stares at me for another minute, “It doesn’t feel nice, does it, Sawyer?” No, it fucking doesn’t. “Imagine if you heard him screwing my brains out.”
My stomach twists with dread. Just thinking about it makes me want to find pretty boy and fucking strangle him.
Well fuck!
I look over at her, to see her looking smug, which only pisses me off more. “I told you, we are not talking about me!”
“Of course not!” She turns around and ignores me the rest of the way home.
Well fine!
When we pull up to the house I’m surprised to see Julia and Jaxson waiting in their truck.
“What are they doing here?”
“Julia is picking up a dress she lent to me,” she grumbles.
They get out the same time we do. “Hey, Grace, is everything okay?” Julia asks concerned, as we walk up the front steps.
“I’m fine. Sawyer is just bein’ an idiot.”
Jaxson chuckles, “That sounds typical. What did he do now?” I glare over at him. “He was incredibly rude to Blake this morning at the diner.”
Jaxson tenses, “So what, that guy is a fucking tool!”
“Ha! See, that’s what I fucking said.”
Julia shakes her head, “Jaxson, he is not. You don’t even know him.”
“I know enough, the guy needs to keep his goddamn hands to himself.”
“Jesus, again that’s exactly what I fucking said too.” I get all riled up again hearing Jaxson talk about it. “I mean you should have seen the prick,” I tell him the story while mimicking the fucking douche, which makes the girls laugh.
