Kitchen Incident

" Here's your coffee, please come again, " I say to a customer in a stiff voice. God, I hated this job

It wasn't the fact that I had to spend six hours on my feet with only a fifteen-minute break, serving coffee to over-cheerful customers while having to force out a smile each time while addressing them. All those might sound bad but it was my boss that got to me.

I didn't even need this job, both of my parents were against it. But I needed a sense of independence in my life. Today was even more difficult than usual because I was in a sour mood. I felt terrible about what happened last night, I had tried to apologize but Bill had beat me to it. Why was he even apologizing when it was me who had a problem? Even my mom kept giving me those sympathetic looks, almost like she felt guilty for what happened. Silas. Silas wasn't home when I woke up. Bill had said he went off to a friend's house earlier that morning but I had an eery feeling he was avoiding me. I was an asshole!

I would ensure to apologize to him as soon as I saw him. I mean what kind of a freak says she is frightened of her own family?! Like who cares if they drink blood, I think Bill mentioned it was animal blood. Uff..whatever!

I was brought out of my thoughts by the soft chime of the doorbell. I raise my eyes to see the new customer that had walked into the shop. Despite myself, I felt my heart skip a beat at the figure. It was a boy who appeared to be around my age. He had honey-blond hair that formed a slight bang over his face, his eyes were a deep shade of blue and his skin was incredibly pale. Just the sight of him had me clenching my thighs together. His scent was incredible and mouthwatering. I shook my head to snap out of my daze, I rolled my eyes feeling incredibly stupid for falling so easily for his charms. He had incubus written all over him, One thing I knew was that incubuses were even harder to shake off than vampires

Thankfully there were only older people in the shop. I would hate to have to handle the screams of teenage girls who can't control themselves better. The person's eyes looked around the shop before turning in my direction. He approached me.

" Hello, what can I get you?" Despite knowing that the person in front of me wouldn't be needing it I still had to ask. It was only courtesy I guess

" Hi um..do you offer your services?" Even his voice sounded sultry and pleasant. I only knew a few incubuses in school and hadn't integrated well with them so I wouldn't know if the sexy voice was also a trait passed down

" Of course I do. I make coffee"

" No..not that I mean...well you know what I mean" He ran his tongue across his bottom lip, and I noticed how dried his lips were. He also seemed sweaty and a bit breathless like he had just run a marathon

" Do you want coffee?" I asked with a slight frown

" No" He sighs in frustration. " I mean if you offer your services. Sexually"

" This is a coffee shop mister" It takes everything in me not to scream that part out. I mean I would have assumed that it would be obvious to everyone who came in here that we didn't offer sexual relief to our customers. " We do not do that here"

" Of course, you don't. Damn, that must have sounded so creepy" He runs a hand through his blond hair. " Hey, are you getting off work soon? Maybe we could..."

" Can you just fucking go away?" My annoyance finally slipped out. But I think I had a right to be offended, I mean how else would someone feel when they are asked if they could whore themselves out! Damn, incubuses. All they ever did was think with their dicks or in any case vaginas. I mean I get the fact that they needed to feed off of human lust to survive but it didn't mean they had to go around harassing other people did it? " I am trying to work here"

" Right," he looked embarrassed now, good. He turns around and walks out of the shop. Not a moment after he was gone my boss walked out of the back office.

" What was that about Kerina?"

" It's Kerry, and I know you must have heard everything already"

Brad gave me a slight glare, it only lasted for a second before his gaze turned thoughtful. " Do you think it would bring more money to add Sexual services to the menu"

" This is a fucking coffee shop, Brad! So no I do not think it would be wise to add that to our menu"

" You know, I have a right to fire you for your attitude"

" Good luck finding someone else that would work for you at such low pay " I grabbed my purse and made my way from behind the counter toward the room

" Where are you going?! Your shift's not even over yet "

" I don't care. Am done for the day" I ignore Brad's cursing and step out of the coffee shop. I take in a sigh of relief at finally being able to get some fresh air into my lungs. I hadn't even bothered to change out of my work clothes due to my haste to leave that place. The sun was going down by now meaning that evening was approaching. I didn't want to go home yet, I didn't want to face my family yet.

There was a park right across the street from the shop, I crossed over and found a bench under a shady tree to sit. I stared into the green batches of trees that made up the space, this would make a nice painting. There was once a time when I was into that, back then when my dad was still with us. We would go to the park on weekends along with my mom, she would read a book out loud, and Dad would try to paint the scenery. We weren't very good at it but it was still fun. Those were the good old days I wish more than anything I could go back to. We all know that's not possible. Dad had left and mom had remarried. I had a new family now, I should get used to it. It's been two years already

" Hi," I nearly fell off the bench in fright at the voice. My wrist was pulled preventing me from crashing into the soft grass. " Sorry"

" You again! Don't you take a hint? I told you to go away"

" Technically, you told me to leave the shop. Besides, I wanted to apologize for earlier, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable"

" Uncomfortable? You asked me if I were a whore! That was sexual harassment"

" I know. I was kind of desperate back there, am sorry. How about a fresh start yeah?" He smiled at me. Once more I found myself momentarily taken aback by his good looks. Dang, it! Get yourself under control Kerina!

"No" I made to get off the bench and leave but he held onto me once more. " Don't touch me"

" Okay okay, am sorry" he raised his hand to his head in surrender. " But can you please hear me out?"

" What do you have to say?"

" I mean I don't want you getting a bad image of me, even though we don't know each other yet. I mistook your shop for a place my friend recommended, Believe it or not, I don't just go around asking pretty girls if they want to bang "

" That's hard to believe"

" I know" he chuckled " I forgot to feed earlier before leaving home"

" Okey"

" You don't believe me do you?"

" I don't know you"

" That's right" He looks towards the tree lines, and I follow his gaze to find a small puppy peeing in the bushes. " Well, my name is Matt. Can I at least have yours?"

" It's Stella"

" I know you're lying"

" How can you tell?"

" Your emotions shift when you lie, I can sense them"

" Can all incubus do that?" I couldn't keep the amazement out of my voice as I asked this. Matt nods but then shakes his head

" I don't think all of us can garner that much focus to do it"

" Right, cause you're always thinking with your privates"

He glanced at me from the corner of his eyes. "Are you just toxic to me or is it to all the incubuses you meet"

" I am not toxic" He gives me a look, somehow at this angle his blue eyes almost look a shade darker. Matt was breathtaking, does he even realize that? " Maybe I am a bit but it's only because every incubus I meet either wants to have sex with me or have sex with me"

" I don't want to have sex with you. I mean it doesn't mean I won't have sex with you if you want to, do you want to have sex?"

" Matt!" I couldn't keep the smile off my face. Matt grinned down at me once more displaying those pearly white teeth. He didn't have needle-like fangs like vampires or werewolves did but he could still bite you and leave a mark without even trying.

God did he smell nice, I almost gave into the urge to bury my face into the crook of his neck and smell him more. I cleared my throat clenching my thighs. Matt noticed my little action, am guessing he might also know where my train of thought was leading, but apart from a small smile he didn't say anything

We sat there in comfortable silence. I looked up and noticed that the sun was going down and the evening was fast approaching. I needed to get home

" I should go, here's my number," I said offering him my phone

" You want me to call you?" He seemed taken aback by my simple action

" I wouldn't give you my number if I didn't want you to call me Matt"

" Right, then I'll call you..."

" Kerry"

" Kerry. It's a pretty name"

" Thanks. I'll see you some time I guess"

" Definitely " I hold back a smile and walk away. My sour mood was a lot better now and it was all because of Matt

* * *

The house was rather quiet when I walked in. I knew both my mom and stepdad wouldn't be around in such an hour but I had seen Silas' car in the parking lot so I knew he was home. I was relieved at the prospect that he might not be avoiding me after all. Despite that, I was going to have to talk to him and apologize about last night

As I was prepared to go upstairs to where mine and Silas' rooms were, I heard the sound of something crashing in the kitchen. I retrace my steps towards the kitchen thinking it was my stepbrother trying to prepare me lunch again. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case at all

A girl was sitting on one of our counters with her legs parted, Silas stood between her legs and they were kissing passionately. For some reason, my heart clenched painfully in my chest