"How much do I owe you," Jacob asked. Jacob was the man I had given my night to, I met him at a bar a few months ago so we meet there frequently, so through my intoxication, it didn't take much to sway me to sleep with him. Currently, it was 4 a.m. so I needed to get going.

"$150." I calculated in my head as I pulled up my pants and fix my shirt. He looked at me and groaned, I mean what had he expected a free night or a cheap night? I think the fuck not. Jacob was one of my most frequent customers so he knew not to argue. Instead, he handed me my money and I took my leave.

Despite me being a sex addict I live a pretty decent life, I have a job and a decent house and car, I went on a few dates and even had a few boyfriends.

Anyways it was about time for me to go to work so I just had to go home and get ready. I hopped into my 2018 Toyota highlander and hauled ass on the interstate. Upon arriving I checked the time, 4:30 I had some time. I popped some cup mac & cheese in the microwave and went to take a shower, erasing the smell of sex off me. As the cooling sensation of the water hit my back all I could feel was a wave of horniness fly over me, It was obvious my cravings for sex were insatiable. I ran my hand over my breasts my nipples hardened with the cool of the surrounding air.

"Hey Siri, what time is it?" 

"It is Tuesday 4:45 AM." 

I groaned at the fact that I didn't have enough time to handle it myself, I just had to let it die down. I turned off the shower and stepped out in front of the mirror. I stared at myself, I had a nice body I could give myself that and I was very attractive, Hell I would fuck myself so many times. I dried myself and walked into my bedroom. 

Work...

I found my red skin-tight pencil dress and matching heels. 

Undergarments or no undergarments?? That was the question.

And I quickly decided I was gonna let myself breathe today.

***

5:13 AM

There was already a customer in the parking lot when I arrived so I quickly let them in. It was a man whose height surpassed me, I was 5'9 and practically 6'1 in these heels but even then he towered above me. With his perfectly chiseled chin and broad shoulders, I couldn't possibly stop there because he had much more to offer, the white button-up shirt that clung perfectly to his muscular frame, and don't get me started on his bulge.

Goddamn...

Quickly I turned around and walked him to the table in the back, the best seats we had. As he took his seat and picked up the menu I noticed his ring finger on his left hand, a gold ring.

Well, there goes my interest.

"Good morning my name is Natalia I will be your waitress for today As well as your chef until my coworkers arrive, whenever you're ready to order let me know. To get you started though take a look at our drinks menu." I smiled not letting his engagement fuck up my mood. With one glance at the menu, he had already decided what he wanted.

"I would like a pumpkin spice macchiato with extra whipped cream." He ordered.

"Coming right up." As I turned to walk towards the kitchen he said something that made me stop dead in my tracks, 

"I like my whipped cream more on the thick side if you catch my drift." 

I looked back and smirked before walking into the kitchen.

"Noted." 

***

I brought out his drink and set it on the table.

"One pumpkin spice Macchiato with extra-thick whipped cream." He smiled and looked down at the breakfast menu.

"What do you suggest?" 

"Well there is my signature French toast ham and cheese sandwich with bacon on the side, we have pancakes hashbrowns and with a side of-"

"You said the French toast ham and cheese sandwich was signature to you right?" 

"Yes, it was one of my creations."

"I'll take that."

"Coming right up."

***

I was in the kitchen for about 10 minutes aiming to make this dish more perfect than it already was.

*** 

"One French toast ham and cheese sandwich with a side of bacon." I set the plate on the table.

"Delicious." He bit his lip eyeing me up and down.

Took him long enough.

"Listen, dear, It's not that I don't find you attractive because I do trust me. But I can be a lot of things and I mean anything your heart desires, but the one thing I can never devote myself to being is a homewrecker." I tapped his ring with my pen. He chuckled and looked up at me.

"I'm not saying you got the wrong idea but I am a very loyal man, alas I don't see any man could be loyal around a woman as alluring as yourself."

"Easy. Keep your eyes up here," I ran my hand over my face, "And not down here." I signaled the rest of my body. 

He chuckled as I retreated to the kitchen.

"Ryder? listen I can't fucking do this. I found someone else, I'm sorry." A woman came in slamming a ring on the table. I watched from the kitchen. 

"How long have you been cheating Renee?" He stood. 

"SINCE THE BEGINNING DAMN IT, RYDER I'VE NEVER LOVED YOU. I USED YOU! OK? I ADMIT IT, I USED YOU." She yelled. I felt that one, it struck something personal, but seeing his face was something different. He was genuinely hurt, I could tell he loved this woman. 

"Excuse me miss, please take your drama outside." I walked out with his dish.

"Get the fuck out my face." She snarled. 

I wiped my hands on my apron and walked even closer to her. 

"Listen and listen carefully, get the fuck out of this establishment with your bullshit. I won't tell you again."

"And if I don't?" She tested me. Honestly? I wasn't in the mood. 

I grabbed her ponytail and dragged her out of the diner. 

"And stay out." I frowned. 

"I am so sorry, let me make this up to you." I went back to his table. 

"It's fine thank you." 

"No here's my number, find a bar or something, and let me buy you a drink. I said putting it on a napkin.