Home / Romance / Aria's Choice / Chapter 5 - Service With A Smile

Share

Chapter 5 - Service With A Smile

Author: Stacy Rush
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

     After the morning I had, keeping my mind off the disturbing images that are now permanently in my head, is actually not so hard while working the diner. The lunch hour rush was a doozie and now we are heading into the dinner rush. My co-workers got a good laugh at my disastrous morning, and every so often they break out to the Girl on Fire chorus. Why I thought it was a clever idea to tell Patrick and Patty about it is beyond me. I definitely won’t be making that mistake when Bobby comes on shift.

      “Table nine’s order is up!” Patrick yells from behind the counter.

      That’s me. I grab a tray and load the four plates on top of it. When I get to the table, I carefully unload the tray. I almost wear the last plate of mac and cheese when the toddler tries standing up on the bench and hits the tray. Luckily, I have been waitressing for years and can handle an out-of-control tray. It doesn’t make me any less annoyed, though. I just put on a smile, and say, “It’s okay, kids will be kids,” rub their head and walk away, hoping they do not see me grimace as soon as I turn around.

      I notice another table in my section has two new customers, so I quickly fill a couple of glasses with ice water and grab some menus. As I near the table, I notice the occupants are a couple of guys. The closer I get, the more I notice how good-looking they both are. Both look to be my age or a little older. The guy on my left has dark hair that is cut and styled into one of those faux hawks. He’s got a piercing in his right eyebrow, and when he turns his head towards me, I notice a ring in his left lower lip. The spider web tattoo that stretches from the top of his neck down to below his shirt’s neckline is a little creepy, but sexy at the same time. He's got dark gray eyes, and they are staring straight at me. The guy is extremely attractive in a dark and sexy sort of way but looks scary as hell. 

      His friend on my right looks way more approachable. I roll my eyes at his man bun, but as I get to the table, I see that it actually works for him. This guy is gorgeous! I can tell that he’s a bit taller than his friend, and where Mr. Faux Hawk is dark, Mr. Man Bun is light with his sandy blonde hair, that’s shaved from the middle of his head, all the way down; keeping the top long enough for said bun. His caramel-colored eyes light up when he sees me approach their table.

      “Well, hello, beautiful!” Man Bun says as he smiles.

      I’m sure I am blushing just a tad bit, “Hi. I’m Aria, and I will be your server. Can I get you guys something to drink?” I look between the two as I set down the water glasses and menus.

      “Are you on the menu?” Faux Hawk surprises me with his question. I glance his way, and I think I just wet my panties. Mr. Dark and Sexy just cranked up the heat with his smile.

      Smiling, I pull out my order pad, “Sorry, I…” I’m cut off by Man Bun.

      “Come on, man. This is a diner. They don’t sell that kind of delicacy here.” The gorgeous guy rakes his eyes down my body.

      I don’t know why, but when Mr. Sanders did that to me this morning, it made me want to vomit. Mr. Man Bun just used a cheesy line and checked me out, but all I want to do now is go take a cold shower. Weird. I already turned down one threesome today, but I don’t think I would turn one down if these two are involved. 

      ‘Damn…down girl!’ I lecture myself.

      I finally get their drink and food orders and I hurry away to the back. I toss the ticket to Patrick as I zoom past him, “I’m headed to the restroom!” I call over my shoulder.

      The restroom door slams shut behind me, and I turn the lock, barricading myself in. With my back against the door, I slide down until I’m sitting on the floor. “Holy hell!” I gasp aloud. I can feel my nether regions tingle just thinking about the two guys. This has never happened before. Sitting on the floor, I pull myself together before I try standing back up. Icy water is what I need, so I walk over and turn the faucet on, splashing the cool water over my cheeks and forehead. Once I feel cooled down enough, I shut the water off and reach over, tearing the paper towels from the dispenser. 

      I take a deep breath as I look at my reflection in the big oval mirror over the sink, “You got this, Aria. They are only people.” I sigh, “Hot people, but still people. Maybe you should finally loose that cherry of yours, so you don’t get all hot and bothered whenever you see a hot guy.” Giggling at my own actions, I toss the damp paper towels into the garbage, take a deep breath, and head back to the front.

      Patrick raises a brow at me as I walk past him, but he doesn’t say anything, and neither do I. Checking on table nine to make sure they are not needing anything, I quickly glance over at the guys. Thankfully, they seem to be in a deep conversation, so they don’t see me looking at them. It isn’t until I’m bringing their orders out to their table that my pulse starts to race once more. I put on a smile as I approach, receiving big smiles back from both men.

      “Fettuccine Alfredo for you,” I place the warm plate in front of Man Bun, and then turn to Faux Hawk, “and our famous Club sandwich and house fries for you.” I manage to set both plates down without my hands shaking, “Can I get you gentlemen anything else at the moment?” I glance back and forth between the two, waiting for a response; a smile still plastered to my face.

      Man Bun looks me up and down before responding, “Not at the moment.” He winks at me, making me blush before looking over at his friend. All Faux Hawk does is smirk at me, but it feels like he is trying to convey something that I’m just not understanding.

      “Okay then, enjoy! I’ll check back in after a bit.” I turn and quickly take my leave.

      The guys stay all through the rush hour, but never ask for anything else. I continue refilling their glasses the whole time they are here, and I keep catching them watching me at times when I am helping other customers. Now that I can breathe, I glance back over to their table and see that they are gone. ‘Great, they dined and dashed!’ I think to myself because I never brought them their ticket. I head over to the now empty table to start clearing. When I lift Man Bun’s plate, there is a folded napkin underneath it. Just thinking it is a dirty napkin, I swipe it up. Money falls back to the table, and when I look down, my eyes widen in disbelief. There are three crisp one-hundred-dollar bills staring back at me. My mouth just hangs open. I look at the napkin in my hand to make sure there isn’t anything else, not that I am being greedy, but I don’t want to throw away money if there is more. Unfolding the napkin, I see writing, so I carefully flatten out the napkin so I can read what it says.

'Thank you for the wonderful service you provided.

We look forward to you serving us in the future!'

M & J

      

      My eyes go back and forth between the note and the money. I am completely speechless. Not quite knowing what I’m supposed to do in this situation, I head to the kitchen to talk to my boss. After grilling me about my earlier actions, Patrick finally smiles and tells me to pay their ticket off and pocket the rest as my tip. I’m so grateful to these two strangers. Their tip just made up for the tips I lost at the bar. My eyes begin to sting, but I hold in the tears. I guess there are good people out there after all.

 

      An hour before closing time, a couple of women walk in all dressed up. I grab water and menus and head over to their table. They don’t seem drunk, but they must have been at some kind of function that serves alcohol, because I can smell the sweet scent of wine, a Moscato perhaps. Their clothing is also a little too sophisticated for a night out at a bar. Both are women are too wrapped up in their conversation to notice me standing here, but I don’t want to interrupt them, either. I’m not trying to listen in on their private conversation, but I can’t help catching a few words like, new girls, auction, great night, and lastly, rich men. My curiosity has now been aroused, but all of a sudden, they notice me standing here.

      “Just fresh coffee please and keep it coming.” One of the women smiles up at me.

      “Same here.” The other woman says, as she looks me up and down with interest.

      “Two fresh coffees coming right up.” I smile and leave the two to continue with their conversation.

      I have always prided myself in minding my own business, but for some reason, the words I heard come out of the women’s mouth really interest me. It takes a lot for me to keep away and give them their privacy. It is only when it’s fifteen minutes to closing, that I go over and start to wipe down the tables near the one that the women are occupying. Disappointment washes over me as I hear them talking about fashion. Oh well, that’s what I get for trying to be nosey.

      I am wiping down the table right beside them when they decide that it’s time to leave. I glance over at them and thank them for stopping in, after I see them hold up cash and then lay it on the table. I catch the one that was looking me up and down when they first came in doing it once more, making me feel just a bit self-conscious, but then she walks over to me and holds up a business card.

      “If you are ever in need of extra cash, call me.” She winks and then places the card on the table right in front of me.

      “Thank you.” It’s all I can think to say to the woman as confusion sets in. 

      I watch them as they walk out of the diner. The same woman who gave me the card glances through the window at me once more before they both disappear from sight. Picking up the card, I examine both front and back. The only writing on it is a woman’s name and phone number. ‘Hmm, that’s weird.’ I think to myself and then shrug, sliding the card into the back pocket of my jeans.

Comments (3)
goodnovel comment avatar
Stacy Rush
Lol... I can't thank you enough Natalie! xoxoxo
goodnovel comment avatar
Natalie Lewis- Pyle
Loving this book so far !
goodnovel comment avatar
Natalie Lewis- Pyle
As soon as I get more gems, they are all yours Stacy :)
VIEW ALL COMMENTS

Related chapters

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 6 - An Admirer

    Of all the days for it to rain, it had to pick my only day off. I usually work at the diner on Sundays, but Patrick closed it down for the day, due to the flu hitting three of the five workers at the diner, himself included. As much as I need the money, the time off is much needed, as well. I have been running myself rugged and need a little reprieve. I allow myself to sleep in until ten in the morning, and then I drag myself out of bed just to sit in front of the television for a few hours, drinking coffee and eating Cocoa Puffs out of the box. By one o’clock the rain has slowed to a drizzle, and I make the decision to visit my mom. Maybe I’ll get lucky and Dr. Hildreth will have a day off. Just once I would like to visit my mother without him accosting me about taking her off life support. I am so thankful that Mr. Sanders fixed the plumbing by the time I got home early Saturday morning. I make quick work washing my body and hair. I do spare a few minutes to shave my leg

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 7 - Scarlett's Treasures

    Back in my apartment, I let myself drop to the couch face first, “Ouch!” I fumble under my hip and produce my phone. I just lay here in the silent space listening to the traffic outside. A clock is ticking somewhere, not in my apartment, but in a neighbor’s. That is how thin these walls are. There is a cat fight going on somewhere down the street, and a baby crying somewhere. “I hear you, kiddo. I feel the same way.” I realize that I am still holding the card in my hand, so I turn it over and examine it. It is matte black, but the name Scarlett is written in the middle of the card with a phone number below, all in a glossy blood red color. It is sexy in kind of a dark way. I remember the woman telling me that if I ever needed extra cash that I should contact her. I debate on whether or not I should call the number. What if she’s a loan shark? I can’t afford to pay any kind of money back. I can’t do anything illegal either, like sell drugs or be a mule. I shiver at the latt

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 8 - Can't Do It

    The bus drops me off a block away from Scarlett’s Treasures at seven-thirty, so I have plenty of time to walk to the auction house and calm my nerves. I don’t know why I am so nervous. I have started new jobs plenty of times in my life. This one should be no different. Maybe it is the unknown part of it. Scarlett wasn’t clear on the phone what the job details are, so I would think anybody would be nervous in my position. The building comes into view. It looks a lot nicer than it did when I googled it. It looks like a really big warehouse except it’s made of brown stone. There doesn’t seem to be any windows in the front of the building, and there is no signage. There are quite a few cars in the parking lot, though, so that can be a good sign, I guess. I see one door at the front of the building, and there is a huge guy with a bald head standing by it, as though he is guarding it. When I walk up to the door, he literally puts his hand up to stop me. I look down at his hand th

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 9 - Tomorrow Will Be Better

    Patrick opened the diner back up on Tuesday since both he and Patty were over the sickness. Beth is still under the weather, but because the diner was closed for so long, both Patty and I agreed to work double shifts to help make up the time that we both lost. Things were starting to go back to normal, almost. I still need to find a third job with decent pay. I’m tired of depending on tips. I really wished the auction house were a real auction house and not just a glorified brothel. I’m not judging anyone by any means, I was just really counting on the extra money that Scarlett had mentioned. When I check my phone on my break, there are multiple text messages from Frank, begging me to come back to the bar, and one new voicemail from a number that I do not recognize. I tap in my four-digit code and listen. I recognize Dr. Hildreth’s voice. Rolling my eyes, I am about to delete the message thinking he was going to try convincing me to let mom go, but I am wrong. He wants me t

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 10 - Her Decision

    It is the middle of the week and another long day of working. Dragging myself out of bed, I hop in the shower hoping to wake myself up. I literally catch myself falling back to sleep while washing my hair. How is that even possible? Only getting three to four hours of sleep at night, being on your feet all day, and not eating enough. That is how people fall asleep while washing their hair in the shower. My foggy mirror that the shower steam caused seems like a good representation of my life. I feel like I’m just walking through life without knowing where I am going, because I can’t see where I am going, when I’m in a daze all day long due to lack of sleep. Using my hand, I swipe the mirror, leaving streaks, but I don’t care. Throwing my now dull raven locks up into a messy bun, I proceed to brush my teeth. The face that stares back at me is no longer my own, but a shell of what it used to be. Dark circles hover below my eyes while my cheekbones protrude out due to lack of n

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 11 - Before I Sell My Soul

    Before I sell myself to the devil, I have to see my mom just in case anything happens. Scarlett is so sure that all will be okay, but honestly, I don’t even know who Scarlett really is, either. I am beginning to have all these doubts about my decision, but I keep tossing them aside. This really is the only choice that I have left. I cannot go on the way I have been. The elevator dings, and the door opens. I greet the desk nurse, as always, and head straight to my mother’s room. The first thing I notice are the flowers. I smile and make my way over to mom’s bed, grabbing the chair as I pass it. Even the room smells nice from the floral arrangement. “Hello mom. I have some news to tell you, and you are not going to be happy about it, but it needs to be done.” I glance toward the door to make sure it had shut behind me and then I take her hand, “I made the decision to sell my virginity. I will be going to the auction house tonight and a buyer will offer me no less than o

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 12 - Treasured Gem

    “Stop moving so much, Miss Kramer!” The makeup artist that was assigned to me chastises, “Miss Scarlett will have my hide if I have you go out there looking like Bozo the Clown!” A nervous giggle slips from my lips as I try to stay still. I have been nothing but a bundle of nervous energy since I walked through the door. Baldy, as I like to call him, the ever-present guard outside, radioed that I had arrived, and no sooner had I stepped in the door, I was being whisked away for hair and makeup. The more time that ticked by, the more nervous I got. “I am really sorry.” I try to apologize to the man with a makeup brush in his hand, who is glaring down at me. All he does is roll his eyes and continues to work on my eyes. I am not used to being pampered, or wearing a lot of makeup, but Scarlett says that we need to be able to stand out under the bright lights of the stage. She says that the prettier the treasures look, the more the buyers will pay. I guess that makes

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 13 - Do Whatever It Takes

    (4 Hours Earlier) Unknown I’m sitting in my office when there is a knock at the door. Without waiting for my command, one of my colleagues and best friends, Merrick, enters and takes a seat in front of my desk. He doesn’t say anything, so I wait until I am done typing up the last paragraph for the project that I am working on, before turning my attention to him. “What is it?” I ask, annoyed. “It’s really happening this time.” Merrick informs me. “What do you mean, it’s really happening?” I sigh heavily. Merrick likes to annoy the fuck out of me when he has information that may be important to me. “Your girl, Aria. Her Bio just went up on the Scarlett’s Treasures website. She will be at the auction tonight.” He furrows his brows, knowing how this is going to affect me. My heart feels as though it stops for a moment, “You’re sure about this?” I can’t believe that she would actually go through with it. My guys have been keeping tabs on her for the last few years,

Latest chapter

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 175 - Epilogue: Choosing Them

    MERRICK As I stand with my two best friends in the doorway of the playroom, our eyes land on one of the most precious possessions that we own...our wife. I say own because we do. We have owned her mind, body, and soul ever since the day we purchased Aria on the auction block about eight years ago. However, she owns all three of us as well. She may submit to us, but we are all equal in our unique dynamic. "Such a beautiful sight, Baby Doll," I'm the first to go to her as she kneels in the middle of the room, waiting for her Masters to come, "What role do you feel like playing today? Do you want to be our dirty little whore, a cum slut, pain slut, or all of the above?" "I will take option D, Sir." She grins up at me. "All of the above it is, then," I smirk. I stand in front of her in just a pair of gray sweatpants, looking down and grinning. There is no need to tell her what to do because Aria knows her part well and is perfect at it. As she comes up on her knees, sh

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 174 - A Union of Love & Surprises

    Waking up early has never been my thing, but on this particular day, my eyes snap open before the alarm even goes off. I lay in the big bed all by myself and stare up at the ceiling as I think about what this day will bring. I am getting married. Well, the four of us will be uniting, but I like to think of it as marrying my other two men. I‘ve waited for this day for over a year, and now that it’s here, I’m nervous as hell. What if nobody shows up? I know that not everyone understands our dynamic, but I need this day to be special for not only me but for Merrick and Jory as well. Knox is already legally married to me, so he’s participating in it for me because I asked him to. Not only will I be uniting with Merrick and Jory, and they with me, but Knox will unite with them as well, even though they don’t have that kind of a relationship. It’s a sign that we are all in this together, no matter what. I thought it was cute that they wanted to sleep elsewhere the night before the ce

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 173 - Guest List

    "Your body is our playground." Knox's words have been playing in my head repeatedly all week. Is it wrong that I find it to be one of my favorite phrases they say to me? I can never get enough of any of my men, and even though I was worried going into this week's fuck fest, as Knox called it, it has been nothing short of amazing. I'm sad to see that it's coming to an end. With it being our last day locked in the playroom, Knox has invited the others to join us again. What I was expecting was a hard-core fuck session, but instead, all three overwhelm me with their loving touches and how they use my body with gentleness, showing me their love. Even as I take Merrick into my mouth, there is no shoving himself in deep. In fact, I'm the one that has to work his cock all the way into my throat. Then there is Jory. When you think of anal, you think of getting pounded; well, at least I do because that's how it usually is, but Jory takes making love to a whole other level as he does pre

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 172 - Role-Playing

    KNOX In the days following our return with Jordan, we all were on high alert, waiting for the next shoe to drop, only it never did. We learned that both Jory's parents were sentenced to many years in federal prison for embezzlement, fraud, and tax evasion on top of the kidnapping charges. They will not be getting out until the boys are adults. Since learning that we no longer had to worry about the Payne's, any ex-fiancée, or a Mafia Kingpin stalker, life has finally become more enjoyable. Of course, I still keep guards on Aria and the boys because one can't be too careful, but at least we don't look over our shoulders at every turn. The boys are about to turn six months old, and I couldn't be more excited about it. My wife doesn't know that I've come up with a plan that may seem a bit much for some, but it's a part that I want to play with her. One that Merrick came up with and has helped with the setup. Our girl is a little freak regarding kink, and I hope she is okay

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 171 - Heading Home

    JORY It feels so surreal knowing that my parents will finally get what they deserve. Don't get me wrong, and I'm grateful to them for giving me life and my twin brother; even though our time was cut short, I'm happy to have had him in my life. As for the rest, my parents can kiss my ass; they never cared for me, so I learned long ago not to care for them. They could have gone on living their lives and doing illegal business had they not come back into my life, first with Sandra and then to try and take my son. I don't think I will ever know the real reason why they only took one twin, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out that it was because of his name. I assume they were trying to replace the son they had lost, and since my son was his namesake, they took him. Would they have taken either of them had we not chosen my brother's name, though? We will never know because I will not waste another breath trying to talk to them about it. "Do you want me to hold him for a wh

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 170 - A Mother's Fury

    "Watch your step, baby," Knox says as he takes my hand and helps me step out of the jet. I stand here for a moment, looking at our surroundings before descending the stairs. Since I only threw one outfit for each of us into the suitcase, we don't have much to carry. Merrick brings up the back carrying the luggage, and we stand just inside the building to wait out of sight for the Payne's to arrive. When we see a limo pull up, we know it's there for one reason, to carry my son away. My heart races as the minutes tick by. I study each of my guys, but they are too concentrated on staring at the sky. Smiling just a bit, I think back to when I had nobody in my life except for my mother, who was still in a coma. Now I have three strong men willing to fight for and with me, who love me to no end. As I told Merrick, I can never regret making that one choice that led me to them. I should write Scarlett a Thank You letter for giving me her card that faithful night in the diner. If it

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 169 - Whatever It Takes

    MERRICK “God, I needed that, Baby Doll.” I kiss her forehead before untangling myself from all our bodies now on the floor of the jet. “I’m always here for you, Sir. Thank you for helping to clear my head.” Aria smiles up at me and then raises her hand. I take it and help her off the floor while Knox and Jory get up. I drag her into the bathroom and set her on the little counter, spreading her beautiful thighs so I can clean her up. We will be landing soon enough, and I’m not sure yet if we will get a hotel first or get right to business. I hope for the latter, so we can get our son and go straight home, but I know things tend to not work out the way we want. “Aria,” I stop and drop the wet cloth into the sink before grabbing the towel, “What do you plan on doing once we find the Paynes?” Our girl looks me dead in the eye, “Whatever it takes.” We continue our stare-off for a few more seconds before I reach up and gently wrap my hand around her neck. Bringing my

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 168 - Mile High

    "Are these what you're waiting for?" I hold up the three passports. "What are you doing here, Aria?" My husband's question irks me just a little bit. "I'm not going to sit at home while my baby is thousands of miles away, in another country, with people he doesn't even know!" I hand him his passport before handing the other two to Jory and Merrick. "What about Jayden?" Jory asks. My hardest decision was whether to leave my other son safe at home with my mother and guards or bring him along. I chose to leave him behind since the threat is now heading to another country. It still doesn't ease my worry, but I need to get my other son back and bring him home to his brother. "It's safer to leave him with Mom, Dirk, and Ward. Damon will also send a few guys over from KMJ to secure the house while we are gone." "Baby, you should be with Jayden," Knox says, "We have this. We will bring Jordan home." "Jayden will be fine. Jordan is the one who needs me at the moment."

  • Aria's Choice   Chapter 167 - Searching For Jordan

    JORY My parents went too far this time! It's one thing to fuck with me, but to mess with my family and take my kid? They are going to regret giving birth to me for sure now! I didn't need to look for proof, I already knew who had taken Jordan, so I called my buddy Brant, who works closely with the Governor, and told him all about my parent's illegal dealings. After emailing him specific details about my father's business, and side hustles, Brant promised that he would get the information to the ones that would take care of it. He wasn't making promises on the exact timing, but he's sure they will be picked up in the next twenty-four hours or so. "Sweetness," I pull Aria into my arms once the police finally leave, "Try and get some sleep. I will have Ward and Dirk stay with you, and your mother and Nikki are on their way here now." "Wait, where are you, Knox, and Merrick going?" She asks, and I can tell she's worried and maybe a bit upset that we are leaving her at all.

DMCA.com Protection Status