Dedicated to Harry who gave me this idea and was my sensitivity consultant. I’m so grateful for him.
“Hey, you need a coffee refresher?” Maggie smooths down her apron before reaching over him to peek in his mug, the stretch and tilt of her head nicely showing the graceful curve of her neck. Her cleavage gleams before him, so supple and luscious, just begging for his touch. The lights are now dimmed being after 10 p.m. making her taut neckline appear to glow with a seductive golden sheen, darkening at the hollow of her throat. He wants his tongue there. Her creamy skin has had his eyes hooked on her all night as she has zoomed past his table time after time with full plates, then empty ones. He can almost taste her skin.
He sighs as he zeroes in again on the deep dip of her cleavage then shifts his gaze down her pale blue uniform top, his eyes diving to take in the delicious curve of her hips in the tight-fitting skirt, an ugly uniform she still manages to make look mega sexy.
“I’d love some, but only if you’re pouring.” His eyes twinkle with lust, and he doesn’t care one bit if she catches his drift.
She giggles and raises an eyebrow. The spark of interest in her eyes makes his stomach erupt into butterflies. He’s seen it before, but tonight it’s burning brighter.
