5 5. Suspicious Compromise

Samael sighed deeply, giving the impression of being a little helpless. He probably didn't know exactly what to do next either. Finally, after a moment's thought, he spoke up.

- Do you have a job?

With surprise, I was speechless for a moment. I didn't expect such a question. After all, whether I had a job or not had nothing to do with the topic we are discussing.

After a moment's thought, I shrugged.

- In some sense. I'm a bit of an artist, I try to sell my paintings, but so far it's not very profitable.

Well... In the fact, I really don't succeed to sell my paintings. I can't find the right audience for my artwork as an artist, but I would rather keep these details for myself. That is why I omitted these things when I give my reply to Samael for his question.

The man thought for a moment, then spoke with a complex gaze for in his deep sea-colored eyes during the storm.

- You know how to make drinks?

- Hm - I thought for a moment - Yes, although I have problems remembering what and how. The will myself creates various combinations.

This conversation was a bit strange for me, suddenly he wanted to talk about alcohol, and before that he a question for a job appeared. I'm sure he has a goal in it, he is striving for something he has planned, but I cannot understand it. I'd like to get inside his head now. Perhaps then I would understand what idea came to his head and where did these questions come from.

- I have a suggestion for you - At his words, I raised my eyebrows, I was curious what the offer it was - We will go downstairs to the bar, and you a prepare a drink there and if it drinks is good you will start the work of a second bartender. For the most part, you will be responsible for preparing various interesting drinks for customers.

I will not say that I didn't like this idea because I liked it very much, but it was suspicious in my opinion, there must be some catch...

- What you will have of this?

I asked him, watching him closely. He smiled and then gave me a predatory look.

- You beside me, I will be able to watch you and convince you to my person.

Well, for me it is not the worst suggestion, although it seems to me that it doesn't tell me everything, but it doesn't harm me to try what it offers. The price of this is not high and it will not oblige me to anything. And the extra money will always be useful, and as long as I have the opportunity not to run away from this city and him, I want to use this option.

I nodded my head agreeing with his proposal.

We made our way to the bar without a word. When we got to him, Samael asked for something slightly sour, with a hardly perceptible taste of alcohol, but also slightly sweet. Looking through the ingredients, I came up with an idea for a drink, it was not too masculine, but maybe he will like it. Mostly women, not men, order drinks, although I personally love them. And Samael's order suggested that he wanted to test me with female customers ordering drinks.

I took a long, convex glass of an unusual shape from the cupboard under the counter and began to the fun.

First I poured grapefruit juice into a glass, then some vodka, white rum, and blackberry. I wasn't sure exactly what this last ingredient was alcoholic, but I didn't care, it suited the whole composition in my opinion. Finally, I added a little ice, mixed the drink up using a straw, and placed my drink in front of Samael, biting my lip lightly with nervousness. I forgot to use a drink shaker, but it shouldn't have affected the flavor, or so that's what I had hope.

- Don't bite your lips like that because when I see it I want to do something naughty things with you on this counter.

At his words spoken in a hoarse, sexy voice, I straightened up like a stringed string and felt a grip in my lower abdomen. I will not lie or deny, I liked the vision he suggested so much that I was not even surprised that I feel something where normally I'm like a stone insensitive to anything. Samael was handsome and possessed a lot of magnetism, and besides, he was my partner, so it was not surprising that despite my dislike, my body reacted to him.

I cleared my throat and waved a hand pointing his drink for him to try, impatiently shifting over from foot to foot. He picked it up and tasted it, and I stared at his mouth which take a sip of the drink through a straw.

I bit my lip again, but this time I was driven by something other than nervousness, namely a certain sexually thought.

His perfect lips wrapped around me and leading me to the edge of pleasure, oh yes. I liked the thought, so much. And yeah, I maybe not have had sex yet, save for a few erotic games, but my imagination was always a bit perverted and I never denied it.

Eventually, I'm only human, and my imagination has always been the only thing I had in such matters because when I tried to feel something live I never succeeded. Well, at least until now, because while being next to this man, I have the impression that I will feel everything very clearly and intensive. This makes me feel intrigued, but also at this same time fills me with anxiety.

I shook my head slightly to chase away any intrusive thoughts then looked at Samael. He looked at me with desire. He sensed or guessed my reaction to him, which he apparently liked, although he didn't comment on what I was grateful for him. Instead, he took another sip of the drink, and after then put it down and he turned to me.

- Is good. Will appeal to many customers. If always you will do such that compositions, you have this job.

I smiled, it was nice to be appreciated and hired. Although I least a little worried if I live up to this job, but if not at most it will throw me out. Trying your hand at something doesn't cost you anything, and maybe you will succeed. So sometimes it's better to try than to let go and then wonder or regret that you haven't tried it.