Jackie pulled the napkin off the table and put it over her lap as Bobby brought the plates out. He hadn’t cooked much for her, a meal or two here or there, but from that she had caught on was that he was a pretty decent cook. Not that Jackie should be surprised by that. Though she might have babied him some, Cat did raise a strong and confident man, one who knew how to live on his own.
“It looks good, Bobby,” Cat said, eyeing the Fettuccine Alfredo.
“Thanks, someone gave me a really good recipe and I’m glad I’m finally able to put it to good use,” he told her, tossing a wink at Jackie, which made her duck her head. The movement, however, didn’t go unnoticed by Cat.“You know, Jackie,” Cat started as she took a piece of bread and dunked it in her sauce, “I know my Bobby was a player, I didn’t like it, but what could I say, you know? So it’s really nice to see him settle down with a woman like you. Someone who has her head on“Jackie, you’ve made bail, you’re free to go.” Jackie nodded at the guard as he opened the jail cell door and let her walk out. “How about we don’t use the bat next time?” he told her and she shrugged. “Hey, officer, I don’t take kindly to having someone grab my ass,” Jackie told him as she walked out, she didn’t add though, that her temper was at the shortest it’s been as well. She swallowed hard as she saw the man who was waiting at the desk, his arms crossed. “You’re a violent woman, Jackie.” “And yet, Greg, you still want to piss me off, even more so now with my temper on such short fuses.” “Yeah, about that, Jackie.” He held up open the car door for her and she raised a brow. The last person she wanted to call was Greg to come help her, but Buzz was working, as was Justin, and she just had no one else she could call. “What about it, Greg?” “Anyone with half a brain can see that you’re not h
Jackie looked around her busy bar and let out a sigh as she kept the cell phone against her ear, her daughter’s anger coming through loudly, even without her voice being raised, yet. “Look, Sam, please…” “Mom!” Jackie frowned as her daughter screamed at her. “Samantha! I know you did not just raise your voice to me.” Jackie let out a breath. “I know you think you are old enough to take care of you and your brother, but you aren’t. You are only 13 and Dylan is 10, I’m sorry, but, please stop giving Mrs. Smith a hard time.” “This is not fair!” &nb
“That’s it…baby…ride me, ride me harder, just like that.” Bobby looked up at the woman who was currently riding his dick like she was in the rodeo, his hands on her hips as he watched her tits bounce around. He met her down at the bar he was working at and those same tits are what caught, and sadly held, his interest. In fact, he couldn’t even recall her name; Jodi, Julie,…hell Jack. It started with a J but that’s all he could remember. Not that he hooked up with women to remember their Goddamn name, he hooked up to fuck and they knew that too. He was not, and hadn’t been, boyfriend material; that was the furthest thing from his mind. “God Bobby, you fucking feel so good, better than my…” She screamed as the door burst open to the room and a leather clad man stood in the doorway, looking like he was going to murder someone.
Bobby kept his stuff in the car as he got out and followed Buzz into the bar, his eyes taking in the cleanliness and the layout. It wasn’t huge but if any establishment needed two bars, he knew it was popular; at least that’s what he always thought when he worked bars. He saw the bar that ran along one whole side of one wall and saw another that was outside, and that’s when he noticed that the bar had stairs that went down to the beach. “Shit, you guys have beach front property here?” “Jackie was adamant when she bought land for a bar; she had to have a beach that went with it. The land is hers, but the law only allows you to go so far with liquor, so that’s why the patio is so big, and there is always a bouncer at the bottom of th
Jackie took Bobby’s hand, her eyes catching his and yeah, she could see why he could have all the women. Those arms, those tattoos, those fuck me eyes and all topped with that ‘come hither’ smile; yeah, could totally see; and she wouldn’t fault the many women who would be throwing themselves at him. She wasn’t a fool either, she knew that could all be lethal; thank goodness she wasn’t some young, sexy thing or she would be falling for every little thing he did. “Sorry, yes, I’m Bobby, but you….you can’t be Jackie.” “I am. Welcome to my bar; my other baby. I’m sorry I was late.” Bobby shook his head, his eyes running over the woman before him and smiled. “No, you
Jackie took a step back to watch Bobby; he was a really good bartender. He mixed drinks effortlessly, offered out smiles and had even pulled a few tricks. The bar opened an hour ago and the crowd was slowly trickling in, a lot of the regulars sliding up to the bar and other than lending a hand on a few of the specials, Bobby had it under control. She was even willing to step up and help when he got an order for a round of six shots, three beer bottles, two specials, two small bottles of wine, and two rums and cokes, but he waved her off. She watched as he lined up the shot glasses on the left side, the bottles on the right and unscrewed the lids on the bottles with his right hand while his left poured the shots with his left hand and then he made the mixed drinks. She rang up the order and then handed the guy the receipt and card back before she turned and looked at Bobby. &nb
Bobby walked out of the building and kept an eye on the time as he walked down the street. He only needed a few things, everything was in the apartment; but he wanted a king size bed, a couch and his own sheets. And on top of that, he wanted a bike, which he knew that Harley store wasn’t that far away. And then on his first day off, he was going to take a drive down the coast and enjoy the most gorgeous beaches; and okay, maybe some bodies. Although, he had some gorgeous eye catches at the bar. That included his boss as well; something he still couldn’t quite wrap his mind around. She was single, that much he knew; well divorced but there still wasn’t a man in her life. And that he found out by over hearing a customer talking to her last night. Not that he meant to listen in, but they were talking right by where he was making the drinks.
Jackie watched Bobby for a moment while she had a slow stream of customers and really had to give him props; he knew his stuff. And yes, knew how to wow the crowd, in other words, how to flirt and be amazing eye candy. And damn, how she wished she was younger and had a body like those younger girls, for she could admit she wouldn’t mind catching his eye. She sighed to herself, though, knowing this was all a useless train of thought. “Hey hot stuff.” Her head snapped up and she smiled at the young man before her on the other side of the bar. Now, she knew she didn’t look her age, but never thought she’d see men in their 20’s hitting on her. “Hey, what can I get you?” &n