Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72059 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72059 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
“Hi there,” she said as she handed Sail the menu. “I’m Galvin.”
“Dune.” He sat across from Sail and waved.
“Oh, you’re . . .”
“Yes, I am Captain—”
“Blue Balls,” the one next to him coughed. Dune elbowed him. “Hey, I’m Tidal.”
“I’m Crew.” He gave a two-finger wave and sat next to Sail.
Galvin smiled at them before turning her gaze toward Sail.
“You know me,” he said, as he smiled at Galvin. They held each other’s gaze longer than what most would deem appropriate for waitstaff and customer. Sail held up the menu. “How come I’m the only one?”
“Because the last time you were here, you didn’t know about the sauces. I was saving you from embarrassment,” she said in what she thought was a hushed tone. One of the boys snorted and the another cackled. Sail glared at them, but neither stopped laughing. He sighed and opened the menu. All she wanted was to remind him of their first meeting because as of late, she’d had a hard time forgetting it.
“What can I get you to drink?”
The four of them ordered Cokes.
“Do any of you need a menu?”
“We can share,” Sail told her as he held it up for her to see. He handed it to Tidal and clasped his hands together. Galvin excused herself to get their sodas.
Back at the counter, she filled four glasses with ice and then held each one under the soda stream.
“Each one of them is hot,” Rhianna, the newest hire said, as she leaned against the counter, next to Galvin. Rhianna was a single mom who needed extra money to make ends meet. Penny hired her on the spot for part-time work.
“I believe one of them in engaged. Another one is in high school.”
“And the other two?” she asked Galvin.
“I’m not sure. I only know the one sitting on the end, closest to us. But I’m pretty sure they’re all off limits. Owner’s sons and all.”
“Maybe the one on the end is worth quitting my job.” Rhianna sighed. “Unless you have dibs on him? I saw the way you two looked at each other.”
Galvin choked when she meant to swallow. “No, no dibs.”
“What a shame. He looks like he wants to have a good time with you.”
Against her better judgment, she glanced at the table and caught Sail staring. No, staring wasn’t the right word. He watched her, absorbed her. Galvin felt her body temperature rise, in the most pleasurable ways.
“You’re blushing,” Rhianna said as she leaned closer.
“Because you’re embarrassing me.” Galvin gritted through her teeth. She added the drinks and straws to the tray and lifted it. “I’m here to work, not to get involved with the owner’s son. Besides, our dads are friends from college.”
Rhianna’s mouth dropped open. “You know, this has the sound of a perfect romance.”
Galvin rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Go read a book.”
She carried the tray toward the table and thanks to a lot of practice was able to put each drink down in front of the guys, without spilling, while holding the tray in the palm of her other hand. With the last one set in front of Sail, Galvin tucked the tray under her arm and pulled her order pad out from her apron pocket.
“Are you ready to order?”
Dune went first, followed by Tidal and Crew. When she came to Sail, she glanced at him quickly, regretting it instantly because he had his eyes on her. His stare felt heavy and made her body flush. Tingle even and he wasn’t even touching her.
Not that she wanted him to touch her. Or did she?
“Um . . .” Galvin cleared her throat. “The usual?” She had her pen poised to write down a club sandwich with no tomato and a tater tots instead of fries. How she remembered his order with all the others she’d taken since she started at Carters sent her mind for a loop. Like she had said to Rhianna, Sail was off limits.
“Actually, I’ll have a cheeseburger, medium rare, with bacon.”
“No tomato?”
Sail grinned. “No tomato,” he said softly.
“What kind of cheese?”
“Cheddar.”
“What kind of sauce would you like with your tots?”
“How many times have you come in?” Tidal asked, interrupting Galvin and Sail’s staring competition. Sail’s gaze turned sharply toward his brother. There is a noticeable tick in his jaw. Tidal must’ve recognized something in the look because he looked away.
“Lemon garlic aioli since it’s my favorite.” He winked and her knees almost buckled. Galvin needed to get away from the table as fast as she could.
One of the brothers cackled, and while she wanted to ask what was so funny or off-putting, she also didn’t want to know anymore about them. As she had said to Rhianna, she was there to work and go to law school. Besides, her attraction to Sail didn’t negate that he was the owners’ son. If something went south, she’d lose her job and there would be no way she could face her dad if that happened.