"Can I have a LARGE bacon sandwich please?"
I looked up at the sound of the husky, well spoken voice. At the pinched-red lips that had so perfectly formed the words. I couldn't move. My mind had gone to far away places and I was living in the land of stiflingly, suffocating lust. She was beautiful....
Which would have been fine.
If I weren't a girl.
With a boyfriend.
Well, this had never happened before... Awkward!
I had a line of people twisting like the trunk of an old tree, out of my shop and into the biting, morning wind. Yet, I wasn't moving.
Jack quickly pushed me aside.
He took the money.
Wrote the order.
All the while, pushing me towards the flames. I guess I'm on cooking duty this morning then...
