Free Savior Part 2: Son of Eden (The Savior Series) by A. King Bradley

fight I fought him alone and mopped the floor with him. Not to mention we’re both twenty times better than we were back then.”
    “You know what, screw this, okay?” Reaper demanded. “Enough about work! The longer we talk about this crap the more pissed I’m gonna get and I’m just trying to have some fun for a change,” Reaper continued as he pulled the car into the parking lot of David’s Bar and Grill, our favorite restaurant and usual place to hang out whenever we found ourselves with any down time.
    “Fine with me,” Jason said as he flipped open the vanity mirror in front of him and ran his fingers through his flawless black hair as Reaper put the car in park and shut off the engine.
     
    ALL EYES WERE ON US AS WE ENTERED THE MODERATELY sized restaurant and followed the hostess as she led us to a booth near the back of the open room. As we continued toward our seats, I could tell that the girls that were practically gawking in our direction as we passed them by were really only looking at Jason. Reaper and I were both used to that sort of behavior by this point. Jason was one of those guys that gave off some sort of celebrity-like aura that members of the opposite sex seemed to be completely transfixed with. They probably think we’re just lowly members of his entourage, I thought, shaking my head and chuckling as we continued onward.
    Jason and Reaper both slowed their approach as we neared the table. I sighed and shook my head once more but I pretended not to notice what they were doing. They weren’t being polite; I knew they wanted me to reach the table first so they could both sit on the outside. It always pissed me off that they sometimes treated me like their little brother, but for the most part I did my best to ignore it. The hostess smiled at Jason then walked away as Reaper and I sat on the bench to the left.
    “Can I get you guys anything to drink?” a warm voice chimed just as Jason took a seat on the bench across from Reaper and me. I looked up from the display of my smart glasses and noticed a blond waitress smiling brightly at Jason and completely ignoring Reaper and me.
    “The service is always so great whenever Jason is around,” I whispered to Reaper as I nudged him with my right elbow. I clenched my lips firmly together to hold back laughter as Reaper responded with a muffled chuckle. Jason smiled and did his best to ignore us as he turned his attention to the slender waitress who was completely enthralled by his movie star quality good looks.
    “I’ll have a glass of water, please,” Jason said. The waitress scribbled something down on the notepad in her hands and continued to stare hopelessly into Jason’s green eyes. She nearly dropped her notepad as her trance was finally broken after I cleared my throat as loudly and obnoxiously as humanly possible.
    “Oh! I’m sorry!” she said as she finally turned her attention to us. “And for you, gentlemen?”
    “I’ll take the biggest glass of lemonade you have,” Reaper said enthusiastically.
    “I’ll have a glass of water,” I said as she looked to me. “And perhaps you should grab one for yourself as well,” I continued.
    “W-what do you mean?” the waitress asked.
    “I just think you look awfully thirsty,” I said, trying my best not to laugh as Reaper nudged me with his left knee and snickered.
    “He’s just joking,” Jason interjected as the waitress’ face instantly turned red with embarrassment. I rolled my eyes at Jason for coming to her rescue and the waitress seemed to forget all about my quip as soon as she turned her attention back to Jason.
    “Not drinking tonight?” the waitress asked as she smiled at him.
    “The night’s still young,” he chimed. She blushed once more as Jason continued to beam his 1000-watt smile at her. I cleared my throat and was just about to release another obnoxious sigh when she finally turned and headed to the kitchen to retrieve our drinks.
    “I don’t get it,” I