Evanescent

7 | H U N G R Y

He could feel a yawn start to form right in the pit of his chest and thats how he knew he would need his bed soon. Or a nice hot cup of coffee. Whichever came first.

"How was the event sir?" His secretary asked as he placed a few folders on the cherry wood desk.

"It was... boring. Uneventful. And George wasn't even there," Noah mumbled as he twirled and fidgeted with the heavy pen in his hand.

"Oh. Well, maybe you went on the wrong day. There's a day two event down at The Monreir. The last days always seem more exciting."

Noah sat up straight in his seat. "Hm, that makes sense. Thank you."

His secretary nodded and exited the office and so he slumped back in his large leather chair.

He was starting to feel like hungry. And he knew just where to go.

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Noah caught sight of that beautiful young girl that had first served him and he felt a smile creep up on his face at the happier look she adorned.

He noticed that her skin held a healthy caramel glow and realized that when he'd seen her the first time - she hadn't been herself.

"Hello," she smiled as she came to a stop at his table and rocked a little onto the tips of her toes in her black converse sneakers.

"Hi Rosa," he replied with a crooked smile as he brushed his big hand down his stubble.

She looked at him with her big pale green eyes and her pink lips parted in surprise. "How'd y-"

"You told me last time," he chuckled and he took note of how she looked away and tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear.

"Oh," she laughed. "My bad. What can I get for you today?"

He paused before thinking about it. He wanted to prolong the amount of time she'd stay there near his table. "I come here regularly so... my name is Noah."

"Noah..." her voice spoke his name delicately and it carresed his ears.

"Yeah. Would you choose something new for me today? If you don't mind?"

She stared down at him for a second before jumping, her eyes snapping to his menu. "Yeah, sorry. Of course."

She shook her head and he watched as she leaned over and her dark hair fell over her shoulders. It looked so smooth.

Once again he was hit with her calming scent and he felt his tense muscles relax a bit.

How had he not noticed he had been sitting so stiffly?

No wonder he woke up in pain some days.

"What do you feel like today? Grains? Something healthy? Something fried?" She looked up from the menu and an excited smile was on her face as she gazed at him with her doe eyes.

He couldn't help but chuckle at her enthusiasm. She was adorable.

"I don't know. I'd like it if you gave me a suggestion. What would you want to eat today."

"Well," she said, dragging out the 'l' as she gestured for him to scoot forward and he did so. "This is a secret because we only have a limited amount today, but since you come here regulary," she shrugged carelessly and pointed to something on the menu. "The wahoo is extra fresh. Just got it. And you could have a wahoo fish sandwich with lettuce, tomato and tarter sauce with our seasoned waffle fries."

His mouth watered at the way she described it. Honestly, he wasn't really a fan of fish but if she talked about it to him; he'd probably order it on the spot.

"Sounds good," he nodded and she smiled before taking his menu up.

"Milkshake?" She questioned with a cute head tilt but he shook his head.

She pouted at him and scrunched her eyebrows together. She seemed much more confident today. "But it would go so well with your food."

He laughed and raked his hand through his hair. "Not today, little one. Maybe next time."

She bit her lip to cover a smile as she looked at him one more time before turning on her heel and scurrying away to give in his order.

He bit down on his bottom lip as his eyes trailed slowly over her figure, his eyes lingering on the curve of her back and leading downwards.

'Don't do it. Don't do-"

Just before she dissapeared from sight, he couldn't help but take a peak at her wonderful ass.