“No, just some kids. I gave them virgins.” She giggled.
“Alexa!” A customer called her and she excused herself.
The guy had a wandering eye, and he followed after her as she made his drink. He looked like he needed to be cut off.
“This isn’t my first rodeo, you know. But I agree.”
“How do you like it?” I asked her. My eyes drifted to her bare skin and the swell of her breasts. I can imagine how she would feel against me. I adjusted myself right in front of her, and her skin flushed as she looked up at me.
“I like it a lot.” She replied softly.
“Good. I’ll leave you to it, I just wanted to check on you.” I touched her shoulder softly, it’s all I get for the moment.
“Thanks.” She smiled, and went to tend to more customers.
I checked on Austin back in the kitchen, and he was up to his neck in orders. But he took it in stride like always. Joshua lounged on the counter, drinking a beer as they made jokes. I joined in, but it was mostly about Alexa. I learned Austin had his little taste, literally.
“That woman is a minx, we’re fucked.” Joshua said.
“Yeah, you say that because you already fucked her.” Austin just about growls.
“Jealous?” Joshua teased. I rolled my eyes.
“Nah, I’ll get mine.” Austin turned back to the food but hands it off.
“This could get messy.” I finally say aloud.
“She’s smart, I don’t think so.” Joshua said.
“You think? And what about you two?”
They look at each other and shrug.
“We’re best friends, nothing will fuck that up. Same with you. So, if you want her, and she wants you…no laws against it, is all I’m saying.” Austin said, and Joshua agreed.
I laughed a bit and agreed with them. They were right, the three of us are tight. Whatever happens won’t break us.
We stayed in the kitchen as the night dragged on. The kitchen closes at midnight on Mondays, so it wasn’t long.
“I’m going to help her close up the bar.” I announced.
“Yeah, since you’re so old fashioned.” Joshua said.
I rolled my eyes and left. Just as I appeared back on the floor, I saw that guy from before grabbing at Alexa as she cleans up the bar. I stand off, not wanting to start something. but when she pulls away again, he grabs at her and smacks her ass. He was a big muscular guy, and I lost it.
“Hey, hands off!” I stepped forward. Alexa looked up to me and looks relieved immediately.
“Who the fuck are you?” He stood up, wobbly with his drunkenness.
I tell Alexa to get behind the bar and she does, but with scared eyes. The guy is about my size, but half lucid so there is nothing to worry about.
“The fucking owner. I suggest you leave now.” I stepped forward to the door but he shoves back. I tried to keep my cool, but the guy was really starting to get under my skin.
“Step off mother fucker, the bitch wanted it.”
And then I lost it. I wailed on him, my fist gliding across his face once, twice, three times until he’s bloody and hits the ground. Still I go on him, annoyed and fucking angry at his audacity. The urge to protect Alexa was that strong.
I heard screaming in the background, but I’m so mad I barely notice it. I keep going. I feel him go limp and then I stop, but he snarls up at me like he has a fucking secret.