Soul Snatcher

Chapter 3

The ride was long but the breeze and fresh hair felt so good I just leaned back taking it in. She didn't speak just vibe to some old RnB. Right now Mary J Blige I can love you was playing and she killed Lil Kim verse while glancing my way a few times. All I could do was laugh.
Once the song ended we pull up to a beautiful beach area. The sun is shining bright. The water was beautiful. It’s been so long since I’ve been to the beach. Wasn’t like my ex husband would take me anywhere special.
It was crowded. I felt so out of place being in my work clothes. Who goes to the beach wearing leggings and button down long shirt? When I looked over at Layla she was smiling super hard at me.
I ask, "Why here?"
She laughs as she yells, "Because this place has the best food ever,” pointing at a small building beside an ice cream shop. The place was swarmed with young college kids it looked like probably here for break. Most of them seemed completely intoxicated this early in the day. I shake my head slowly in disbelief. Layla’s age truly showed with the place she considered for a brunch date. Not only did she waste time on the long drive. She also didn’t take into consideration what I even liked to eat.
    One girl in a blue and green bikini yells, “LAYLA!” confirming another one of my fears of this place she chose. Its probably one of her regular spots.
    Layla climbs through the window and sits on the door yelling, “SUP! Layla’s here!”
    I force a smile as Layla grabs my hand to help her get back in the car. She could tell something was wrong so she upped the windows and cut off the car. “What's wrong?”
    I chuckle as I say, “I don't know where to begin. Our lunch break is only an hour long. You spent over 20 minutes to get here meaning we’d have to leave within 18 minutes to make sure we had enough time to find a parking space and get back in the building. You chose a place where you're well known. You didn't take in consideration what I even wanted to eat. Like what kind of so called date is this?”
    Layla sighs while shaking her head. “Can you at least give it a try before you start complaining? Get out of the car and come on.” she says angrily while getting out the car slamming the door behind her.
    It was like I was talking to a little kid. I pull down my shirt as I get out of the car. All eyes were on me. Males stopped what they were doing just to watch me get out of that car. I could feel myself blushing. One guy with his shirt off was about to come my way when Layla grabbed me by the hand pulling me close. The guy quickly backed up and apologized.
    Layla began to walk me to the restaurant. I couldn't see the name on the building. It didn’t look special and had an old fashion rustic feel to it. When we got inside only 4 people were there. It was quiet but smelled amazing. I could smell some fish cooking. There weren't a lot of decorations, just a few shells, flower necklaces, and beautiful wooden chairs and tables. It wasn’t rustic like the outside of the building. Everything looked newly renovated. You couldn’t see the kitchen area though. There were two big metal double doors.
    Layla noticed me looking around and grabbed my hand dragging me through the double doors. I couldn't believe my eyes. It looked like a five star restaurant. The room was huge. People were everywhere. The waiters and waitresses were dressed in hawaiian outfits. There werent any windows so the food smell just surrounded the room. At first the mugginess bothered me but the fans over each table helped. I couldn't help but smile and rush to find a waiter. Layla again grabs me by the arm, this time pulling me close to her.
    “Don't run off. We have a special waiter coming for us,” she says before whistling. Everyone turned and all of a sudden a stampede of people run past me knocking me to the ground trying to talk to Layla.
    “Seriously Layla, we’re wasting a lot of time and I actually am hungry you know,” I yell. She couldn't hear me over the crowd so I quickly got up brushing off my clothes and looked around for a waiter. I tapped one on their shoulder and asked to be seated. After being seated and given a menu I began to browse through it amazed at the large variety of caribbean dishes. I’m a sucker for hibachi dishes so I ordered the Hawaiian shrimp fried rice just to be safe.
    As I waited for my food, I looked over my shoulder to see Layla was now giving autographs to a bunch of girls.

"Some date. Can’t say I’d expect anything more from a spoiled brat. She better pay for this food. One and done."
   
Three minutes later a guy comes out wearing thick dark shades. He had a mobile hibachi stand that two of the waiters brought out for him. Everyone stares in awe as he removes his glasses to reveal he was blind.
“Good day sir,” I say smiling.
    He smiles as he grabs his knives. “Good day ma’am. You ordered the Hawaiian shrimp fried rice correctly?”
    “Yes sir. This is my first time here-”
“Oh that explains it. Everyone goes with an item they can see the chef make. I can tell you I am no amateur chef. I am Chef Lui Marzipan. I promise to not disappoint you,” he says smiling while sharpening his knives. The waiters beside him begin to set up his station asking me how I would like my food. After a few questions they whisper to Chef Lui and he quickly begins to start cooking. Everything was happening so fast I couldn't keep up. He sauteed the peppers, onions, and veggies. I saw soy sauce and pineapples everything else was a blur. They began to put on a show  one of the waiters beside him caught the bowl of marinating shrimp and spun it on one finger. It was amazing. I couldn't believe my eyes. He even threw in a few knife tricks. One of the waiters began to spit fire and juggle knives around Chef Lui. It was terrifying at first until I saw how unphased he was. He let me taste test a piece of lobster to see if I'd be interested in adding some. It was beyond delicious, not too spicy, the burst of garlic, soy sauce, and lemon helped balance everything.   
    Once they were finished everyone gave him a round of applause. He sets my huge plate on the table and says, “Enjoy!”
    I thanked him and then snapped a quick picture of the food before digging in. Everything was cooked perfectly. After finishing half of my plate Layla comes over panting like she just ran a marathon.
    “How could you order without me?” she asks angrily.
   “How could I? You ignored me so I went to find a waiter we only have like 3 more minutes. There's no way you’ll have time to e-”
    As I spoke, waiters and waitresses began to pile the table up with multiple dishes in to go boxes. Chef Lui comes from the back and hugs Layla. “I apologize boss we didn't know she was with you or we would have prepared two of all the dishes.”
    “Boss,” I reiterated. “You own this place?”
   Layla sits back in her chair smirking. “Yes I do. This is my first investment outside of my stocks and it's been a hassle getting things the way I want but this is what I have so far. I call it Paradise,” she responds happily.
    I didn't know what to say. I just sat there in disbelief. I never expected this place to be hers. “I’m finding out a lot of things about you aren’t I?” I ask while picking through her plates. She smacks my hand as I steal a piece of steak from one of them.
    “Do you have no manners,” she chuckles.
   I laugh, “I’m sorry. I’m starving and this food is delicious Chef Lui. I will be sure to recommend this restaurant to all my friends.”
    Chef Lui bowed to me then walked away with the other waiters after they finished bagging the food up. "We will put these in your car ma'am. Have a great rest of your day. Layla smiles thanking them than stands up. “We should be going now. We’ll sort through the food later.”
    I quickly ran to the bathroom to wash my hands and wipe my mouth. I didn't notice Layla following me inside until she cleared her throat.

My heart began to beat fast as she slowly closed the door. She quickly pushed me on top of the sink and started to kiss me aggressively. I suck on her soft juicy lips while moaning loudly closing my legs together as I felt her hand reaching for my treasure box.

"You're not going to get me this time," I say to myself.
I slowly began climbing down and pushing her towards one of the stalls. She chuckled lightly moaning, "Oh yes baby."
After I realized her guard was down I went for her neck attacking her with light kisses and nibbling on her ear. She gasped loudly. I could tell I shocked her. The closer we got to the stall the faster my heart began to beat. Did I really want to miss out on some fun with her? This time I could take charge a bit. I start kissing and licking her neck and shoulder blade. Her moans becoming louder than before.
I couldn't help but keep an eye on the stall door as we backed up. I still didn't know what to do. As soon as she touched the stall door I jetted out the bathroom laughing. I heard her take off her heels as she said, "oh don't you run now!"
We ran all throughout the restaurant  all the way to the car laughing. Once we reached the car Layla pinned me to it while kissing me more. it was sloppy she tugged on lip sucked on my tongue even kissed my chin. Her breathing getting heavier I could tell she wanted more and I loved it. I could feel everyone watching but I didn’t care at the moment. Once we stopped she gave me four light kisses and one last tug on my bottom lip looking at me with those sexy brown eyes before releasing my lip. She laughs before opening my door. I slid in quickly watching her carefully as she closed the door.
    That quick shuffle with her in the restroom and that kiss turned me on so much I came lightly. I couldn't stop blushing. What is this woman doing to me? I dont know how to feel.