Post by suzanne on May 6, 2009 7:41:19 GMT 10
Thanks girls!!
Luka scanned the crowded dining area as he was led to his table. He was looking for Abby, who should have already been there by now. They were supposed to meet at the Wild Hog for dinner after Luka was done helping Joe and Jason move into their new house. A nice little ranch less than a mile from the bar.
“Your server will be right with you.” The teenage girl placed two menu’s on the unoccupied table. “Can I put in a drink order for you?” She tucked her bottom lip between her teeth as her eyes swept over his body, slowly undressing him with her mind.
“I think I’ll wait for my girlfriend, thanks.” He smiled, finding it somewhat cute that a girl her age would flirt with him that way. He was flattered, but not interested. The only girl that held his interest would be sitting across from him soon. She pushed a chestnut strand away from her eyes and smiled at him shyly before leaving him alone to wait.
He attempted to open the menu but the pages were stuck together. “Great.” A female voice muttered as the menu was suddenly ripped from his hands, taking him by surprise. The petite waitress leaned towards the table behind him.
“You done with this?” She asked the older man whose eyes were busy scanning over the menu, not waiting for his answer as she plucked the laminated sheets out of his hands and threw them down in front of Luka. “Water, juice, soda or surprise, surprise a beer?” She rolled her eyes; guys like him were always so predictable. Something told her this man was no different than the rest.
Tentatively, he answered. “A beer would be great” Picking up the menu, he began to look it over.
“Shocking.” Sarcasm heavy in her voice, she ripped the menu away from him. “You won’t need this; I already know what you want.”
Intrigued by her confidence, Luka smirked. “And what do I want?” This should be entertaining, he thought.
“Steak, medium well. Potato, mashed. Green beans…wait no, corn and a side salad for your date, who will not show up by the way.” Her cocky statement had Luka almost laughing.
When Abby arrived, he would try not to rub it in too badly, the girl seemed to be having a bad night and he did not want to add to her frustration. Especially if she was to have access to his plate, he did not need her spitting in his food.
“You seem awful sure of yourself.” He smiled, not letting on that her assumption had been dead on. It was exactly what he planned to order. “That’s a bet I wouldn’t make if I were you.”
One corner of her mouth lifts to form a crooked smile, showing off the dimple on her chin. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll go put in that order and when your date doesn’t show….I’ll sit and choke down her salad.” He wasn’t sure if it was her way of feeling bad for him or just a bad pick up line, regardless Abby was going to be joining him any minute and he had no intention of dining with the porcelain skinned waitress who was way to tall, he liked Abby's petite figure!!
“I’m leaning more towards grilled chicken, fries…and green beans just happen to be my favourite.” He lied, the taste of green beans made him ill, but tonight he would happily choke them down to prove a point. “I’ll need a little more time to decide.”
Smugly, he dismissed her. Glancing at his watch, he realized Abby was almost a half an hour late. It wasn’t like her; she was meticulous about arriving on time. Truthfully, it drove him crazy. Yet somehow, he found it endearing at the same time.
He dug his cell phone from his jacket pocket, dialing her number uneasily. Three rings and it went to voicemail; he would give her another minute before trying again.
Chapter 60
Luka scanned the crowded dining area as he was led to his table. He was looking for Abby, who should have already been there by now. They were supposed to meet at the Wild Hog for dinner after Luka was done helping Joe and Jason move into their new house. A nice little ranch less than a mile from the bar.
“Your server will be right with you.” The teenage girl placed two menu’s on the unoccupied table. “Can I put in a drink order for you?” She tucked her bottom lip between her teeth as her eyes swept over his body, slowly undressing him with her mind.
“I think I’ll wait for my girlfriend, thanks.” He smiled, finding it somewhat cute that a girl her age would flirt with him that way. He was flattered, but not interested. The only girl that held his interest would be sitting across from him soon. She pushed a chestnut strand away from her eyes and smiled at him shyly before leaving him alone to wait.
He attempted to open the menu but the pages were stuck together. “Great.” A female voice muttered as the menu was suddenly ripped from his hands, taking him by surprise. The petite waitress leaned towards the table behind him.
“You done with this?” She asked the older man whose eyes were busy scanning over the menu, not waiting for his answer as she plucked the laminated sheets out of his hands and threw them down in front of Luka. “Water, juice, soda or surprise, surprise a beer?” She rolled her eyes; guys like him were always so predictable. Something told her this man was no different than the rest.
Tentatively, he answered. “A beer would be great” Picking up the menu, he began to look it over.
“Shocking.” Sarcasm heavy in her voice, she ripped the menu away from him. “You won’t need this; I already know what you want.”
Intrigued by her confidence, Luka smirked. “And what do I want?” This should be entertaining, he thought.
“Steak, medium well. Potato, mashed. Green beans…wait no, corn and a side salad for your date, who will not show up by the way.” Her cocky statement had Luka almost laughing.
When Abby arrived, he would try not to rub it in too badly, the girl seemed to be having a bad night and he did not want to add to her frustration. Especially if she was to have access to his plate, he did not need her spitting in his food.
“You seem awful sure of yourself.” He smiled, not letting on that her assumption had been dead on. It was exactly what he planned to order. “That’s a bet I wouldn’t make if I were you.”
One corner of her mouth lifts to form a crooked smile, showing off the dimple on her chin. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll go put in that order and when your date doesn’t show….I’ll sit and choke down her salad.” He wasn’t sure if it was her way of feeling bad for him or just a bad pick up line, regardless Abby was going to be joining him any minute and he had no intention of dining with the porcelain skinned waitress who was way to tall, he liked Abby's petite figure!!
“I’m leaning more towards grilled chicken, fries…and green beans just happen to be my favourite.” He lied, the taste of green beans made him ill, but tonight he would happily choke them down to prove a point. “I’ll need a little more time to decide.”
Smugly, he dismissed her. Glancing at his watch, he realized Abby was almost a half an hour late. It wasn’t like her; she was meticulous about arriving on time. Truthfully, it drove him crazy. Yet somehow, he found it endearing at the same time.
He dug his cell phone from his jacket pocket, dialing her number uneasily. Three rings and it went to voicemail; he would give her another minute before trying again.