Francis
She did make her favorite cocktail. And sipped on it, since I'll pay for it. I nodded at Robb and he swiped my card again. She pushed the handkerchief to me, and I put it back in my pocket. "So, what's your play for today, Mr. Casanova?"
"I would like to take out this friend of mine who looked broken-hearted and I wanted to know what exactly happened so I could comfort her and help her punch this man that break her heart." She laughed at what I said and come, push herself up from the counter and I help her get to the barstool.
We are like best friends when it comes here in the bar. We talk a lot and told me a few women that look on my way. I don't care, other women, when I'm with her. We share a lot of secrets as well and let each other comfort. But I never know her boyfriend. She just says a 'he'.
"Well," she sighed. "It was the day of our wedding and before our vows, he just ran away saying that he's not ready and that he doesn't like that I become all superior."
"Wow, that's making me angry. I mean, damn, before the vows. Why didn't he just go to your room and tell you that he's sorry, he's a dick and couldn't marry you?"
"Because he's a dick." She answered which I agreed to.
"Well, at least you could enjoy your life."
"Yes, before I could enjoy my life, I have to kill lots of pillow for a week." She pouted and sipped on her cocktail.
"Damn, woman!"
"Yes," she drummed her fingers on the counter. "I got depressed but then I think that he's not the man for me. Then I saw him a week after, he's with another woman with big fake boobs!" I started laughing at her bubbling. "I mean, can't you believe it, he bangs a fake boob, full of plastic surgery face. I mean, I can determine that it was a fake on her, like Nikki Minaj."
"Please don't put Nikki Minaj here,"
"Well, she's like a duck! But she's better than the woman I saw."
"You can find someone better looking than him. With complete eight packs of abdominal, very expert on pleasuring a woman and can give you multiple orgasms, and of course would praise you like a goddamn Goddess." She started laughing at what I said on that little speech of mine. To be truthful, I could give all of those. But my rules were to never fuck your friend. She's a friend and I am eager to fuck her.
"I didn't expect for a Casanova like you to say that. But man, that only exists in those erotic novels."
"Please stop calling me Casanova, it makes me look cool," I said with a little boost. She tittered and smack my arm. I wince just to show her that it hurts but it didn't. "No offense, but I'm a woman's predatory man and once that I get on them, they will never resist me."
"Damn, I never thought that you would be all that mighty." She brings her glass on her lips again and I watch her closely.
"What did you do the moment you saw him with her?"
"Of course, I throw the rings on his face."
"What kind of ring did he gave?"
"A rhinestone and silver."
"Cheap." Of course, it is cheap.
"Well, it is for a tycoon like you. But for me, when a man you love proposed it means that he wanted to live with you until you both grow old and perhaps, die. It just changes my perception about that."
"Hmmm." I took the glass to my lips and sipped slowly.
"The most hateful about him is that he took my virginity just right before our fucking wedding!" I almost throw the strong drink that I am drinking and swallowed hard.
"You are fucking serious."
"I am." She nodded and drank it all.
"You need to fucking get laid as well."
"Yeah," she shrugged. "I still have work in the gym and do whatnots for my life. My money was wasted on that fucking preparations. It's very hard to get money and it all became wasted!"
"What is this man's job again?"
"Accountant. Maybe he's now a manager because he is banging that plastic girl." If I knew this guy, I would fucking make his life miserable. I mean, I jump from girl to another, but they know what I am capable of. I don't stick to one if I don't love the woman. I say straightly what I wanted, and they are just going—go.
"Do you badly wanted to show this man that you could earn a lot of money?"
"I do."
"Then, I am offering you a job." She laughed at me.
"Of course, you can."
"No. I came here to talk to you about that. You like experimenting with drinks and all, so I am here to hire you about our wines. We are making innovation for the theme of 'Naturalist—thingy'. Name your prices for every session."
"Great." She grins at me. "Can I have twenty thousand every session? Plus, free transportation as well."
"Just twenty?"
"Twenty is enough for me." I only shrugged. I could give her thirty for every session. Surely, I will end up seducing her.
"Can we start now? We have hiking tomorrow so we couldn't make it."
"Sure. I'm free and it's me off now." She stood on the barstool and I hold it for her, and she reached her things under it. "I'm off, Robb!" she calls out. Rob gave me my card and she put on her jacket to cover her bareback.
I glance at Travis and Colt who are enjoying four women with them to charm them and fuck them and lastly leave them. Colt winks at me and I just smile as I took Natalie outside. My motorbike is parked there, and I pull out a spare helmet from the small compartment of my bike. I straddle the bike and she held on my arm and positioned behind me.
"Where are we going?"
"To my house, that's where I keep the wines."
"You won't bring your girlfriend with you?"
"Nope. I'm single today. Got a tight schedule." She giggled and hold on me. I can feel her breast pressed on me and her heartbeat. My heart seemed like responding to her beat as well. Are we meant for each other?