Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 141428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 707(@200wpm)___ 566(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 707(@200wpm)___ 566(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
That couldn’t be right.
There was no way that Hayes cared for her. He barely knew her. And he hardly even talked to her. In fact, he seemed annoyed by her most of the time.
“Yeah, I can see that,” Silla said. “And he’s chosen to sit in your section for some reason. Maybe because he wants to talk to you. You know that’s really romantic.”
No, no, no.
She couldn’t have Silla thinking that Hayes’ actions were romantic. Silla was the biggest romantic out there. If she thought that Hayes was interested in Devi . . . then she would do whatever she needed to in order to get them together.
“It’s not romantic. It’s psychotic. You have to take his table.”
“The two of you need to take any tables. Now,” Mac grumbled. “Because I’m not making any money while you stand here and jabber.”
Right. Shit.
She had to do her job. She was actually glad that Mac was treating her like he always did.
“Please, Silla,” she begged. “You have got to serve him for me.”
“I can’t hear you. La-la-la.” Silla skipped off to deal with her area.
Jesus. She was toast.
Well. There was only one thing for it. She was going to be extremely mature about all of this.
Actually, no she wasn’t.
She would just ignore him. Devi moved quickly around, taking and delivering orders. She managed to trip over one person’s feet and bang her knee against the bar. But otherwise, she was doing pretty well for someone who hadn’t been sleeping well.
At one stage, she noticed him on his phone, reading something. Then he stared at her with a strange look she couldn’t decipher.
Deciding that she didn’t really want to decipher that look on his face, she turned away and got back to work. If she kept busy she might forget about him.
And hopefully he’d leave.
Finally, she looked around and the place had emptied out a lot. It had to be close to midnight and she was exhausted.
And he was still here.
Not only that, but he was sitting back in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest just watching her.
Well. That wasn’t intimidating or anything.
She stared back at him.
He crooked a finger at her.
Shit. Oh crap. Shit.
She shook her head.
He kept crooking that finger and then he pushed his chair back.
Oh, thank God. He was leaving. What a relief.
Yeah? If it’s such a relief then why do you feel a stab of disappointment?
No. That couldn’t be disappointment she was feeling. It had to be indigestion.
Yep, that’s what it was.
Then he turned his chair and pointed in front of him.
What the heck?
Again, he crooked his finger, then he pointed at the floor in front of him.
Was he serious? Did he really expect her to walk over there and just stand in front of him?
Yeah. That wasn’t happening.
“I think he wants you to go talk to him,” Silla told her.
Thanks, Silla.
She hadn’t realized that.
“Not happening. I am not going over there,” she stated.
“Why?” Mac asked. “We’re quiet. You have time to chat. Or is that you think you’re gonna get your butt reddened for the prank you played on him?”
She gaped at Mac. “No! I wasn’t thinking that!” Well, she hadn’t been before he’d put the image in her mind.
But now she was having trouble thinking of anything else.
Devi could see herself over his lap; no doubt his thighs were as hard and firm as the rest of him. One of those dinnerplate sized hands would land against her ass. And she’d probably scream so loud that they’d hear her in Canada.
“Ooh, you are totally imagining that, aren’t you?” Silla asked. “You kinky monkey.”
A kinky monkey? Silla said some strange things sometimes.
“How is a monkey kinky?” Mac asked.
“I don’t know. I’m not a monkey. But I’m sure they have their ways.”
Mac shared a look with Devi, shaking his head slightly. They were used to Silla’s eccentricity by now.
“I really think you should go to him, Devi,” Silla advised. “You don’t want to make a man like that angry. I’d bet he spanks really hard. And you’ve got another shift tomorrow, right?”
“He is not spanking me,” Devi whispered. The last thing she wanted to do was go over there. But she also had a feeling that he wasn’t going to leave until he talked to her.
Damn it.
11
Hayes settled in to wait.
He had no doubt that she’d come to him eventually. Mostly because he didn’t plan to leave until he’d spoken to her.
It wasn’t surprising that she didn’t come straight away. He’d have to teach her that she was to obey him immediately.
Wait.
Back that up.
All he wanted was to teach her a lesson about getting revenge on him. That her prank wouldn’t go unanswered.
He wasn’t actually sure what he could do in retaliation. All he’d come up with was making her sweat for a while about what he might do. It wasn’t his usual form of punishment.