A/N: Okay guys, as you guys know this is been the worst year of my life in a very long time. That hasn't changed yet. My grandpa is having heart surgery on Tuesday. But I had to do a school assignment and it was actually fun. We had to think of holidays that we believe should be made into federal holidays. I choose to have Kindness day and Appreciation Day. Now, even though this is been 1 of the worst years of my life I prefer to be kind and appreciative to whoever I can, even to strangers and I ask you guys to be kind and appreciative to someone. That will make my year better, no matter what.
Anyways, here we go!
Twitter: DrLaurenLewisZP
R/R & ENJOY!
Lauren's POV – Starbucks – 2 Weeks Later – Noon
"Listen you moronic barista. I said I wanted a Venti Caramel Macchiato, skim, extra shot, extra whip and sugar free at 120 degrees! This is NOT 120 degrees. This abomination that you made me is hotter than 120 degrees! Make it again and make it right this time before I get you fired!"
Kenzi and I rolled our eyes from the table we were sitting at as we watched an entitled older man berate a barista for getting his ridiculously complicated order "wrong".
"Guys like him make it embarrassing to be a part of the 1%" I nodded as I stood up. "Agreed. Listen, I'm going to refresh my coffee and then head out the door cause' I got to meet Hale for lunch."
"Okay sis, have fun. Tell Hale I said what's up."
"Got it." I got to the line right behind Mr. Entitled. So, I purposely made sure he would bump into me when he turned around to head to the exit.
And just like clockwork, he did just that with a good thump, spilling a bit of his pretentious order. "I'm so sorry, Mr.…"
"Get out of my way and learn to watch where you're going!" I ignored his rant and smirked since I easily I lifted his wallet from his pocket as he walked away to the bathroom to clean himself up. I discreetly put his wallet inside my inner jacket pocket before anyone could see what I did except Kenzi, of course.
"Hi, could I get a refill on my coffee please?" The Barista was still fragile from her encounter with the moron. So, I accidentally startled her out of her distress. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
"No, no, it's okay. I'll go get your refill right away. You can wait right here you don't even have to go to the pick up station. There's no one behind you anyway."
"Sure thing, thanks…Abby." The Barista smiled at me for knowing her name. Sure, reading a name tag doesn't seem like such a big deal but it is when most of the customers you have to deal with on a daily basis are complete assholes.
"Here's your refill, ma'am." I took my cup of coffee from her with a nod of thanks. "Thank you."
I pulled out Mr. Entitled's wallet and pulled out the $500 in cash that was in there, handing it to Abby. "Keep the change and I hope you have a Merry Christmas."
Abby was glowing with gratefulness and amazement. "Thank- thank you! I hope you have a great Christmas too!" I gave her one more nod, "Thanks."
"Make sure the jackass gets his wallet back before he even notices it's gone but, with an unexpected surprise. Hopefully this will make him learn his lesson about being an ass or at least make him believe in karma." I Instructed Kenzi as I walked past her table, handing her the wallet so she can replace the money I took from it with fake $100 bills. "On it."
Without another word I went outside to get to my car, which was just a few feet away. "So, you are alive." Aw crap…
I plastered on my best smile as I turn around face the most beautiful curator I've ever seen in my entire life. I know I'm in trouble with her since I haven't talked to her since Thanksgiving. So, I'm fighting my thievery instincts to run away from trouble.
But, how could anyone run away from such a beauty no matter how much trouble one may be in from such a beauty. "Hello, Ms. Dennis." The glare on Bo's face didn't waiver at all. If anything, it hardened. God…she's even hotter when she's angry.
"Don't "hello, Ms. Dennis" me." Bo quickly made her way right in front of my face in a rage. "We haven't spoken since Thanksgiving dinner. I've tried calling you, texting you…I even tried to email you! Yet, you haven't replied to any of them. You said I was not a mark to you. Yet, you've been treating me like I don't exist. Care to explain why?"
I couldn't help but smile at her anger. "You're beautiful even when you're angry, you know that."
"Don't try to sweet-talk me! You know what, I don't even know why I'm talking to you right now. Forget it. I'm leaving, I have a date to get ready for anyway."
Bo turned around with a huff and started to walk away. "A date? Well…I guess I didn't mean much to you after all."
Bo whipped back the round with lightning speed, getting right back in my face. "Don't you dare turn this back around on me! I tried multiple times to reach out to you! You didn't respond! And I won't wait around for somebody that I barely know!"
"And you shouldn't." I quickly wrapped my arms around her waist and spun her around so her back is against my car as I made myself close enough to her to where our lips are literally brushing against each other as I spoke in a whisper. "I haven't responded to you because I'm no good for you. Trust me, you don't want to be in a relationship with a thief. I'm protecting you from a complicated life and possibly prison time."
"That's not your decision to make. What happens in my life is up to me. I will choose the life I live…" Before I knew what was happening, Bo had my lips in a hungry kiss.
I felt her arms and legs wrapping around me with a vice-like grip as if she was trying keep me from going anywhere. I aggressively pressed my body into hers causing her back to smash against my window hard enough to crack the glass. But, she just moaned into our kiss with absolute pleasure.
As much as I wanted to have my way with her…
I knew I couldn't.
At least not now and definitely not here in broad daylight. "Bo…" My attempt to break the kiss seemed futile as she just started planting hot kiss on my neck. "Bo…Ohhh…baby, please not here. We're starting to attract a crowd and you deserve better than this…Please, I'm sorry for ignoring you. I won't deliberately do it again…I'm sorry, baby…"
Slowly…she untangled herself from me. She didn't even bother to acknowledge the small crowd surrounding us in our very intimate moment. "Well…it's nice to know that I can rattle you as much as you rattle me, Ms. Lewis."
Bo's eyes were burning deeply into my own as she spoke, making herself perfectly clear. "Now…I'm going to let you be on your way to wherever it is you were heading. Don't ignore me again. I've never felt so drawn to anyone in my life and you just proved that you're just as drawn to me. So, I'm going to call you later and you better respond."
The ridiculously sexy curator placed another firm kiss on my lips. "Have a good day, Ms. Lewis. I gotta get to my date." Then, much to my displeasure she slipped out of my arms and walked off right past Kenzi who was standing by the Starbucks entrance with her arms crossed in amusement.
"A date? You're still going on that date!?" I yelled to her retreating form. Bo turned around for a moment to answer me with a smile.
"Yup, you're still in the doghouse. It's up to you whether or not I have a second date with someone that isn't you." And with a wink, she turned back around and continued on her way in her sexy, tight black leather attire.
As Bo continued to walk away, Kenzi made her way next to me. "My, my…looks like you met your match, sis. In the form of a hot brunette that loves black leather. First, she was in your crosshairs and now you're in hers…My…how the tables have turned. I like her, sis. You picked a good one. I like her cause' she's bold and spunky."
"Yeah…She is." I agreed as my eyes never wavered away from Bo's gorgeous backside, which makes me smile.
My…how the tables have turned indeed.
And the odd thing is, I don't mind the tables being turned.
Bo Dennis is extremely enticing to an extremely addicting level and I can't wait to…
Dive into her completely.
