“Nothing.” He leans back, looking around the place appreciatively. “Just be nice to the waitresses. We don’t want to be barred from another cafe, especially one that has such good eye candy.” He smiles now, almost smirking.
“And where the desperate girls won’t think to look for us.” I grin at him.
He’s got a point. The last cafe we used to frequent got found out and suddenly all the local human girls went there, crowding out the regular customers.
And then there might have been an unfortunate incident with a blouse that was missing buttons and a bra that miraculously had come undone at the same time which resulted in a great pair of boobs being revealed in the middle of the cafe... It was fun at the time, but we were barred from the place after that.
I love the ladies, a lot, and they seem to love me too. But sometimes it’s nice to just hang out with Spence without a throng of giggling girls around. A bad boy reputation is fun, but also exhausting to keep up all the time.
The waitress comes over again, her face still red as she puts the cups of coffee down. “Here are your orders. Anything else?” Her voice is clipped and she holds her tray in front of her, like a shield, the position pushing her boobs up even more, as she looks anywhere but at us.
My cock is starting to really pay attention to her now. Damn... She looks good.
This girl is the other reason we’ve been coming here. I don’t know what it is, but I like looking at her, almost like I want to get to know her or something. She doesn’t smell like a shifter, so no chance of any unwanted consequences, but something keeps pulling my eyes to her. I want to stick my dick in her. I bet she’d be a great lay, but stupidly, it feels like I’d like to get to know her in other ways too. Which is new, but might just be because of the pressure from my parents to take a mate lately.
“What’s your name?” The waitresses don’t wear name tags here and since she’s been avoiding us all week, I’ve not had a chance to ask yet.
“Cyra.” The way she says it is almost lyrical. “Do you want to order anything else?”
“Cy~ra.” I try it out and she frowns at me, her hard gaze making my cock strain against my jeans. “No.” I shake my head. “I think we’re good. Since the other thing I’d like sadly enough seems to be missing from your menu.”
She rolls her eyes and then looks at Spence, who just nods, giving her his most innocent smile, and then she walks off, this time keeping the tray behind her so I can’t accidentally get another peek at her nice ass.
“Cy~ra.” I repeat again, slowly. It’s an unusual name, I’ve not heard it before. “Sounds like she’s named after a flower or something.”
Spence laughs and shakes his head. “Really... You. Are you now going after the girls who are definitely not interested in you, just to annoy your family even more?”
“Who says she’s not interested?” I look after Cyra as she’s doing something behind the counter. “She seems interested enough.”
“You think everyone is interested in you.” He turns the coffee cup in his hands, an unimpressed look on his face. “Anyone who steps within ten feet is supposedly interested in you.”
“And the flaw in my reasoning?” I raise my eyebrow at him.
“You’re forgetting that I’m always nearby and definitely not interested in what you’ve got in your pants.” He laughs, flashing me a quick grin.
“Pff. You don’t count. I’ve known you for too long. You’ve seen what’s in my pants plenty of times. If we’d been compatible, we’d have known by now. No, I’m not talking about you, I’m talking about other people.” I look down at the cup of coffee, not helping my own grin.
The coffee here is fine, and they don’t bother you if you stay here for a couple of hours without ordering something every thirty minutes or whatever weird rule they’ve got in some places. For a place where we can just hang out together, this is great.
I’ve known Spence since we were kids. His clan is next to ours. The hydras and griffins are pretty friendly, as long as nobody makes trouble. We basically grew up together, always in the same class, always in the same schools, always doing things together.
Some people have said it’s odd, especially now we’re ‘of mating age’. But, you know what, fuck them, who else would understand me than another Alpha from a similarly proud race? Some people just don’t understand what that’s like, to be like us, the pressure on us, or they’re just jealous.
Although, I have no idea how long we can keep this carefree lifestyle up. Our parents are getting more and more annoying and with the mating season coming up...
My Omega Mum was really preachy when she heard about me hanging out with human girls again last weekend. She doesn’t want me to hang out with them because they’re ‘below my status’ and that I should start looking for an ‘honourable mate’, no matter how not ready I am to settle down.
We’re only young once, why would we cut that short by settling down too soon? We’ve still got a couple of years of fun ahead of us before we’ll have to worry about family fortune, mates and a gaggle of little kids.
Yeah. Hell no, that I’m cutting that short.
The cafe is quiet, it’s getting dark outside, and I know they’re closing soon. The waitresses have been cleaning the other tables but they’ve not bothered us yet. Probably because they know who we are and our reputation. But I’m also sure that the cute waitress, Cyra, has been avoiding us on purpose.
I push myself up. “Right back.”
“Zack...” Spencer sighs. “Don’t do anything stupid.”
“Me? Stupid?” I grin. “When
