Free Temptation In Texas: Mike and Megan by Lynda Chance Page B

gorgeous. A
harsh face with rough good looks dominated a masculine countenance
that had all the waitresses vying for his attention. Tanya, the
girl waiting his table, kept coming back to the kitchen and telling
all the girls about him. She said he was too good to be true, that
he was so hot that he creamed her
twinkie, and one by one, the waitresses had
all made up excuses to stop by number nine that night. And it was
true. He had the kind of good looks a movie star had and a set of
shoulders that made you thank God you were born female.
    But Megan never dreamt she would be the one
to catch his attention. All the girls were so pretty, and they had
bodies like Marilyn Monroe.
    Megan didn't.
    She was pretty enough, she guessed. A lot of
men went for blondes, and she did have nice hair and it was really
long. But she was as flat-chested as a pancake. It was a complete
mystery to her how she had gotten this job. But she had been
desperate enough to apply, and then Joe, the manager, had hired her
on the spot.
    And now she had seen the most beautiful man
in Dallas County. He had to be.
    It was just one more thing to add to the
emotional upheaval she was experiencing that evening. Her
boyfriend, Brad, had texted her and told her he was going to be
late picking her up that night. That was nothing new. He constantly
cut out on her, stood her up, and let her down. How much crap was
she going to take off him anyway? He spent all his money on booze
and marijuana, and she wasn't a four-twenty friendly kind of girl
anyway. His need to get high had always bothered her, and his
complete lack of responsibility was beginning to make her question
her own common sense.
    But she had been with him for a long time.
She was use to him; he was comfortable, just like a pair of old
jeans. At twenty-three, he was the only lover she had ever had. She
had started dating him at seventeen in high school in the small
town in Alabama where she grew up, and when he had gotten a
construction job in Beaumont, she followed him there. Slowly, as he
had gotten fired from one job to the next, she had followed him to
Houston, and recently, to Dallas.
    She really liked Dallas. She had a couple
friends here now. But Brad was bad for her. Tears glistened in her
eyes as she came to the realization that she had to find her
backbone. One more mistake, and he was history. She wouldn't waste
one more second of what was left of her youth on him.

    ****

    Fifteen minutes later, Mike
watched the girl with Megan on her nametag move across the room with a tray of
drinks. Her eyes briefly skidded across to his, then just as
quickly moved away.
    He took a long drag on his beer bottle and
wondered if she did it purposely. Did she know what those eyes did
to a guy when she looked at him and then cut them away like that?
Fuck. She had to know. With a face like that? And that sexy little
body? No man would be immune to that type of look. He sure as shit
wasn't.
    He tracked her across the room with hooded
eyes. After she delivered the drinks, she reached down into her
apron pocket and surreptitiously glanced at her cell phone.
    Whatever text she received had her biting her
lip and briefly closing her eyes as her steps stalled momentarily.
She pushed the phone back in her pocket and moved over to the
hallway at the back of the restaurant where he knew the restrooms
were located.
    He excused himself from the table and
followed her to the back of the restaurant. When he entered the
vestibule that led to the restroom doors, it was empty. Knowing she
was in the ladies room, he briefly opened the men's room and saw
that it was unoccupied. He didn't go in, but turned and leaned
against the wall outside the ladies restroom and waited to make his
move.

    ****

    Megan washed up with hands that shook. It was
over. She couldn't take Brad back. The final text telling her he
wasn't coming tonight was it. Her eyes filled with tears as she
realized she was in a city with no family and no boyfriend.