Both girls look at me, but Cyra quickly glances back down at the glasses she’s polishing when she realises it’s me, her face falling.
“I’d like to pay, ladies. And thank you for the great view... I mean service, earlier. Thank you for the great service.”
Cyra goes bright red and nearly drops her glass as she quietly curses.
The other girl, Audrey, who’s served us before, looks between Cyra and me and taps on things on the computer. “You’re paying for the both of you?” She looks over to Spencer quickly, before her eyes go back to me, slowly sliding from my face down. Oh, yeah, she’s got no problem showing that’s she’s interested in me.
“Yes.” I hold out my card again.
“Okay.” She taps a few more things on the computer and then points me towards the terminal.
I hold my card against it and the payment goes through immediately. “Thank you, again, for the great service. We will definitely be coming back soon.”
I turn around, hands in my pockets, but I’m pretty sure I heard a grumble from Cyra. Something very much like ‘I wish you wouldn’t’ and I grin. Oh, yeah, we’re definitely coming back, she’s even cuter when she’s angry.
Spence gets up once I return to the table, narrowing his eyes at me. “What did you do?”
“I paid. What else did I have to do?” I wait for him to get his jacket, but he won’t move, just looking at me.
“And you didn’t incidentally say something to upset the cute waitress?” He looks back to the counter. He definitely saw exactly what happened.
“I might have thanked her for the great... view.” I wink and then quickly get out of his reach before he can hit me again. The guy’s violent, I tell you.
“You’re such an asshole.” He sighs. “Do I have to go apologise to them now? So that we’re not going to be barred from this place too?”
“Do whatever you like.” I shrug. “I’m leaving, though.”
I walk out of the cafe, making sure to stay in the line of sight of the waitresses. I’m not playing with them, I’m not doing anything but having some fun. Mum can’t get upset with me over this, this is totally harmless.
And Spence can be such a goody-goody, it’s his charm. Next to me, the evil black prince, he always looks like a white knight, and he likes to act like that too. Even though he’s just as depraved as I am, he’s just not as honest about it, or better at hiding it.
The air outside is cold as I open the door. Winter is getting close, which means that mating season is going to be here soon. Normally, I don’t care about it too much, but I have a feeling that my parents aren’t going to be so relaxed about it this year. I have a feeling that they might get up to things, like choosing someone for me, if I don’t choose a mate this mating season, no matter how much I don’t want to.
My Alpha father was almost thirty when he mated my Omega mother, who was in her early twenties. And they’re both convinced it’s better if you mate young. That having a family is good for you. That it’s better for the family and the hydra clan.
I don’t know, I don’t see why it would. It would just mean less fun for me. My parents can wait a while longer with their wish for grandkids. I’m doing things on my own time, like I’ve always done.
Hydras do things their own way, it’s always been like that, so why are they surprised now?
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I incline my head as I go over to the counter, holding out my hands in front of me in a peace offering and the waitresses seem a lot more relaxed when I come over, even though Cyra still doesn’t trust me. Which, well, yeah, I don’t blame her.
“I’m so sorry for how my friend behaved.” I look down and then look up, meeting Cyra’s eyes. “He’s an ass and doesn’t know how to act around cute girls.” I smile and her cheeks pinken, not of shame or anger, but of something else, something I like much more, flattery. And just that look, it pulls on something inside me, it makes me understand why Zack keeps teasing her.
Fuck. I’m no better than he is, really. It’s not like I didn’t take a peek myself when her skirt went up, and she definitely has a great ass.
I’m wondering if her bra is the same bright red as her lace thong and if she wears one of those lace bras where you can see the nipples through... Those are so sexy, almost as if the nipples are looking at you from behind a veil, hiding like they’re shy or something.
“It’s okay.” Cyra’s voice is quiet and I love listening to it. I’ve never heard a voice that’s both soft and clear at the same time. What would she sound like whispering dirty things during sex?
“I’ll try to keep him in check next time.” I wink and Cyra colours more, just like Audrey, neither unaffected by my charms. “Please. He’s just a dog sometimes, and a badly behaved one too, but he’s harmless, I promise.” I take a step back. “Have a good evening and weekend, ladies.”
“Good evening,” Audrey says and Cyra nods, nibbling on her lower lip a moment.
As I turn around, to catch up with Zack, I hear them both laugh softly. They laugh. They don’t giggle, they laugh, softly. A good thing, from my perspective.
I step outside and Zack is waiting a little while off, leaning against the wall of the cafe.
“Took you long enough.” He grins and starts walking to where we parked the car. “Did anything interesting happen?”
“I had to make sure that we’d actually be able to return, you know. This is a good place and it
