Full Force on Tammy by Milana Cheers

Author:Milana Cheers [Cheers, Milana]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2021-02-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

I’m up, showered, and shaved before anyone else so I don’t gotta wait for Senator, who takes five days in the bathroom just on his hair. Fucking rock-star renegade, with a briefcase instead of a guitar.

Quietly leaving the room, I see Dawson rolling out of bed. He’s wearing a pink G-string, and I wish I never saw his hairy ass. We can’t go on like this. I can’t be seeing hairy asses in the morning. I need to see tits and smooth woman ass in a G-string, so I’m gonna report Dawson to the shrink so the shrink gets distracted and moves on to Dawson, who told me he scheduled our group therapy session for nine on a Monday. Dawson is trying to figure out if he’s bisexual. I think he is, and I want him to accept this about himself.

Outside, early in the morning, the winds blow full force, picking up branches and leaves and throwing them around like I’m gonna throw around the Suit’s limbs if he flirts with my kitten today at the diner. Of course I know she’s working today. She works every day besides Sunday. Senator dug up her schedule.

The image of me ripping off the Suit’s limbs makes me happy, and the bells jingling above my head as I enter the diner make me think of holidays with Tammy and the girls. I’m all smiles now.

My mood instantly sinks when I see the Suit is an early riser and looks like a billionaire playboy from Chicago even this early in the morning. Today, he’s wearing a black suit and a purple tie, making him stand out, but what stands out to me is my girl giggling as she chats with him.

The door closes behind me, and Tammy doesn’t even bother to look to see who entered the diner. Her friend, however, comes around the counter and bids me a good morning.

I nod, and her smile drops, likely because I’m looking homicidal.

“I’ll get you the menu, Reed.”

Oh, so I’m Reed now, not sir or dude or fucker, all of which I approve. I’m on a first-name basis with Tammy’s coworker, so that’s points for me.

“Good morning, Reed,” Tammy says as she walks by me and goes behind the counter to slip a piece of paper to the cook in the back. She proceeds to pour coffee and drinks and refill condiments, all with her back to me.

Naturally, I approach the counter and whistle.

She lifts her head and turns. “Did you whistle at me?”

“Yeah, I did. What’s going on?”

“Nothing. I’m working. Have a seat anywhere you like.”

“Anywhere?”

“Mm-hm.” She nods, all cheer and cupcakes and shit, not having the slightest clue that the way she’s ignoring me won’t do. I didn’t come here to be treated like everyone else. The least she could’ve done was kissed me and led me by my hand to the table where she’d proceed to wait only on me for the rest of her day.

“Kitten, you don’t wanna play games with me.

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