Playboy

by Logan Chance

  I rubbed my eyes as I threw the notebook and pen across the room.

  Flicking off the lamp, I tossed a while until sleep finally pulled me under.

  When I entered the bar, bright and early, I found Penny behind the bar, leaning over into the beer cooler with her ass in the air. Rooted to the spot, my eyes lingered longer than they should have.

  Her heart-shaped ass begged to be smacked by my flat palm. Yes, exactly what she needed, a good ass spanking. Unable to look away, I watched as she stretched her tight body upright before she turned and saw me gaping at her.

  “Oh, Theo. I didn’t see you there.”

  “Right,” I clipped. “How could you with your ass in my face?”

  She took in a sharp gasp of air before a scarlet stain spread across her chest.

  “Why don’t you bend at the knees from now on, Penny.” Fuck. A vision of her kneeling in front of me raced through my mind.

  Her pouty lips pressed into a thin line before she turned, setting the Samuel Adams bottles on the glossy, oak bar. “Maybe you should post a sign,” she muttered.

  “And where should I post this sign? On your ass that’s always in my face?”

  “Well, you’d be the only one reading it since you seem to always be staring at it.”

  “Me, stare at your ass? No, not likely. It’s common knowledge you bend from the knees to pick something up.”

  “Like this?” She lowered to the ground, bending her knees in a sexy squat before me and I couldn’t think straight as she slowly rose up from it.

  We were standing inches apart, and my body buzzed with excitement. “I’m sure that’s not what they intended when they made that rule.”

  She propped a hip against the wash sink and crossed her arms. “No? And just what did they intend?”

  “To not stick your ass in people’s faces, I presume.”

  “Yeah, we wouldn’t want that.” Her eyes grew wide in mock horror. “Call the back police, there’s an ass in my face. Hey, look officer, there’s an ass right there,” she said, pointing directly at me.

  I leaned in closer. “You think you’re so fucking smart, don’t you?”

  “Maybe a little.”

  “We’ll see how smart you are when your back’s broken.”

  She laughed and the sound was like nails on a chalkboard. A really fucking sexy chalkboard. “Thanks, Theo, for always watching out for my backside.”

  “Ok, enough sass from you. Let’s get to work.”

  “Sure thing, boss.” She saluted me.

  A fucking salute. My frustration with her grew as she smiled sweetly which was in complete contrast to her sour attitude.

  “Today you’ll be showing me exactly what it is you do here.”

  My plan was to watch her closely and find a reason to get rid of her.

  After an hour of her showing me all the liquors and how to pour a beer from the tap, I realized there was more to bartending than I previously believed.

  A group of women entered the bar and seated themselves right before me. Confidence coursed through my veins. I felt more in my element. Maybe I didn’t know how to pour a drink, but I sure knew how to take care of the ladies. I made my way over to the group of twenty-something year olds dressed in their beach wear and leaned an arm against the bar.

  “Can I help you ladies?” I gave them a lazy grin and they giggled. There were five women in all, and each one ordered a Cosmopolitan.

  “Penny, five Cosmos,” I called over my shoulder.

  A moment later, Penny slammed a shaker, a bottle of vodka, triple sec, and some cranberry juice in front of me. “Here you go. Have fun.” She gave me a slight smile, which didn’t reach her eyes, and stalked off to the opposite end of the bar

  Fuck. I can fake this shit.

  I scooped some ice into the stainless steel shaker and poured the vodka in first. I poured for a while then, added the triple sec and cranberry juice. Easy. I topped the shaker and shook like I’d seen in the movies.

  Grabbing a few martini glasses, the ones I always saw women in the clubs drink their cosmos from, I lined them on the bar and poured away. Two drinks down. I repeated the process until all five glasses were filled.

  Owned that shit.

  The ladies laughed as I slid over their drinks, winking to each one.

  The brunette took a sip and turned her nose up as she tried to swallow it down.

  “Is this a Cosmo?” she asked as she set the drink along the bar.

  The other girls all took a sip with the same reaction as I tugged at the back of my neck with my hand. “What’s wrong, ladies?”

  “Sorry, it doesn’t taste right.”

  I examined the drinks and they were fucking pink. What did I do wrong? “Penny,” I said over my shoulder. “Can you come make the Cosmos for these lovely women?”

  I emptied the five drinks into the sink as Penny stomped over.

  “Fine, Boss,” she said through clamped teeth and a fake smile. She made the drinks like a pro, all while trying to show me the process.

  When the new drinks were finished, I slid them over to the group of chicks.

  “Thank you. What’s your name? Are you new here?” one of the girls asked.

  “Yep, and you can come back to see me anytime.” I glanced at Penny as I said the next line. “Because I’m not going anywhere.”

  After telling them all my name, I joked and laughed with them, trying my best to keep them entertained while I left Penny to handle the rest of the bar.

  For a Tuesday afternoon we weren’t slammed, but Penny appeared busy as she shot me her evil glare every so often. I laughed to myself—yeah suck it up.

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