"There you are," my inner mind is jumping with excitement at the sight of this gorgeous godly man a few meters away from me, which name I don't know, by the way. Though my reason for coming here is to get laid - well, it happened yesterday and I was satisfied, but thanks to SEXONITE's red notice, I could no longer participate - I become more interested in personally meeting this hottie. That's why I put on the best dress resting inside my luggage, an emerald velvet backless halter neck bodycon dress with a plunging neckline just a few inches above my navel, which exposes most of my skin.
As the breeze of the air conditioner hits my skin, I feel a chill but I pretend not to feel, "Now I need a strong drink to warm myself up," I told myself. So I sit on an empty spot with a circular small center table and two black single mini couches since the counter table is already full. Well, this spot is just a meter away from him so I can clearly and freely stare at his face and body without him knowing.
As the two ladies beside him leave their seats, two spots open, should I go and talk to him, or should I let him notice me? The question is, will he even talk to me or even recognize me? I unknowingly tap my pointy neon pink Louboutin heels shoes against the carpeted platform on my spot. After a few minutes, a waiter comes at me and greets me in Czech. This time, I brush up my dictionary so I answer in their language to give me some more minutes for I am still waiting for my companion. He smiles at me warmly and gives me water and the menu instead. He also gives me some appetizers like a long breadstick. I thank him and go back to fantasizing Mister I-Don't-Know-His-Name-Is.
With courage, I decided to sit beside him, but the moment I act on standing up, a blonde girl in striking red long slit gown kisses him on his cheeks, stands beside him, and rest her arms against his shoulders. My eyes roll at the scene and I smirk unknowingly. I bit my lips in frustration.
"Who's that woman?", I thought. I also wonder about myself as to why I would think this handsome man is single or has no flings. How naive of me! Even the sacred Seid has many women that would definitely go after him in just a snap of his fingers.
Frustrated and alone, I call the waiter's attention and ask him to recommend me a drink. Then, he suggests a cocktail drink called, Jagertee. He explains that it has a combination of rum, black tea, citrus fruit, and winter spices such as cinnamon and cloves.
"Is that strong?", I inquire upon hearing tons of things that go with it.
"No, Miss, it only has 15% alcohol, good enough to warm your cold evening," he smiles.
I laugh at his friendly jest, "Well, then I guess I should give it a try," I answer in Czech language. He politely asks me to wait for a few minutes and walks toward the bartender.
While waiting for my drink, a guy in a black suit sitting at the corner with his colleagues winks at me and smiles. I ignore his offensive act. If he likes to talk to me, he better come here than just wink. I am not any hooker in a bar. So I look away.
A minute after my drink finally arrives and it looks delish. The aroma is sweet and strong and I am loving it, especially the cinnamon scent.
"Thank you," I look at him as he carefully puts my drink down the table, he even brings some napkin paper in case I will need it. He also serves slices of lemon, salt, and pineapples.
But I didn't see them on the menu so I ask him, "Oh, do you serve them in a set?"
Then he giggles and says, "Oh, they're just complementary, Miss, you are very beautiful so our manager says it is on the house."
I couldn't help but laugh at what he said. But I stop myself from it since I already caught some attention of jealous women.
"Well, what else can I say but thank you," I extend my hand.
He reaches for it and goes on happily with his job. I enjoy the aroma and my drink while trying to remove that woman's face from my vision frame, her and that man's fling.
I take a sip and am a bit surprised because this isn't the taste I am expecting. The rum dominates the other stuff in it. Well, the waiter is right, this is a good way to warm me up.
I take a piece of pineapple and eat it to neutralize my mouth. I look around and slowly turn my gaze to that handsome man, the woman is nowhere to be found now. Unknowingly, I let out a smile, he seems busy with his phone all of a sudden. He lifts his head and looks in my direction so I quickly travel my eyes all over the place, a lot of foreigners visit at this time of the year, at least I don't have to worry about standing out in the crowd for being too different.
Then, I spot the same guy who winked at me talking to that waiter who served me a while ago. I don't know why but arrogance is all I can see in that guy. He is good-looking, yes, but he is oozing with arrogance. So I immediately look away before he misunderstood why I am looking at him.
Without even five minutes, that same waiter comes to me bringing a cocktail drink that I didn't order.