Bryce
I watched as his eyes dipped to her cleavage and returned to her stunning face. I couldn’t blame him, but I wanted to pluck his eyes out with the fork he was holding.
“She’s also very intelligent, it’s extremely s*xy,” Bryson said, putting his chin in his hand and smiling at her.
I watched her blush, and my d*ck twitched. I wanted to see how far that blush could go.
“Yes, well, we were just talking about her hobby and I can’t wait to taste some of her charms,” he said after a pause. The innuendo was there. She blushed harder.
I growled and picked up my water to soothe the heat of my temper. I noticed Bryson was sitting really close to her, so I decided to distract Charles.
“So, Charlie, what do you do for a living?”
“It’s Charles, and I am a chef. I work at Homecookin’”
