"The usual, Darlin, and add a few slices of bacon for me, if ya would." She loved his thick southern drawl almost as much as she loved those dirty Wranglers he always wore. She gave him a playful wink as she set his coffee in front of him. "No problem."
She walked around the counter and leaned over the window into the kitchen. "Hey, Danny, gimme a special for Jake, please. And extra bacon." She never put his order into the computer anymore. He came in every morning just before breakfast switched to full price, and she always put the money in the drawer as extra. She watched him out of the corner of her eye as she washed the counters down. He was cute. So cute – dark brown hair tucked up under a baseball cap, and green eyes that would make any woman melt. He was radiant in the tan that comes from physical labor, out under the sun. He was a hard worker, and Debbie loved that about him. She'd bet ten bucks he was good in the sack too!
She saw him stretch his muscular body, his legs relaxing under the table as he pulled his arms back, and clasped his hands behind his head. For a minute, she thought he was watching her. "How's that husband of yours doin," he called out. She walked a little closer to him, and leaned against one of the booths. "Doing just fine. Lazy and no good as ever." She laughed a little, but the truth is, it was a sore subject for her. Michael was just that – lazy. He was barely holding on to the job that kept their heads above water, and she found herself growing more and more resentful every day. Her job was actually an outlet for her, a place to get away from the world that troubled her so much at home. For a while, she could concentrate on nothing except hot food, fresh coffee, and a cheerful smile. She was lucky enough to enjoy what she did, and hunks like Jake made it even better.
They sat in silence for a moment before she found her gaze drifting over his body. Dirty jeans, t-shirt, and boots. He needed a shower, and it was only ten am! But she knew he'd been up and working for hours now. Not as long as she had but still. The thought of him in a shower sent a wicked smile to her face. Oh the fun she could have with that man in the shower. Nothing but them, some soap……
"What're you grinning about?" The question jolted her from the wonderful fantasy in her head. "Oh…. Nothing." She threw a teasing grin at him. "Just wondering… how well you clean up." With that she turned and headed back toward the kitchen, bumping into Trina halfway there. Trina was her relief.
Debbie came in late in the evenings, right before the one o'clock rush. The crowd was not always a pleasant one, as most of them were coming in to sober up after their night at the bar, but she looked forward to this time in the mornings, it was quiet. And she got to flirt with Jake. She and Trina had an arrangement. Debbie worked an extra hour in the mornings, so Trina didn't have to get up so early. Trina's part of the deal, was that she didn't weasel in on Jake while Debbie wasn't looking!
"Judging from that goofy grin on your face, I'd guess, Prince Charming's here?" Trina was forever teasing her about Jake, but it was all in good fun. "Yep, and making my mouth water just as much as always!"
