Poker Girls

Chapter 2 - Mojitos

A black girl with platinum blond hair was counting the cards and fixing the decks while Marie checked that they weren't missing any chips.
"You have no idea how much I appreciate of you and Scott to help us tonight, Ro" Marie said, making piles of chips that had a little daiquiri glass and the words "Peach Daiquiri" written on the sides.
Ororo smiled and took a swig of her glass. "You know is no trouble for us, sweetheart! And, also, Scott and I were thinking a lot tonight, and we wanted to ask you whether you needed two new croupiers, so you can use those spare tables you have on the back" Ororo grinned.
Marie looked at her friend in shock for a second before she beamed. "Oh Ro, that would be so great!! We could see each other every day, like we used to!"
"Ok then, that's settled" Ororo said, beaming as well. ”I’ll tell Scott when we finish with this, he'll be thrilled! Though I'm not sure what will be Jean's opinion about it..."
Marie and Ororo exchanged knowing looks. Since their first meeting, Jean, Scott's fiancé, had disliked Marie, and made scenes every time Scott spend "too much time" with her and Ro.
"Anyway" said Ororo waving her hand a little "Did that reporter called back?"
"Oh yes!" said Marie with a big smile "He said we are lucky because he was just about to deliver his article for tomorrow's paper. He was going to add it to his article and that we would have our little publicity on the streets in just a few hours"
"That's great! You just remember to hire a VERY hot guy!" Ro said and she and Marie laughed.

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CHAPTER 2 - MOJITOS

Marie was happy, or at least hopefull. By 11am, twelve people had called for the job, and she had given interviews to them that same afternoon, hoping she would find a good prospect to start that same night".
But her hope started to fade away as she saw the first 4 applicants. They were all just out of High School, or not even out, and had almost nothing of experience, and no references of previous jobs whatsoever. She continued with the interviews, and she had only liked number 9, though it was only if nothing better came along.
She dismissed number 11 and told him to please call the next and last one. She was writing something in her notebook when a résumé appeared before her eyes. She looked up to the last applicant, and almost fainted. Number twelve was by far the best looking of all of them! He had hard hazel eyes and brown untidy hair. He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt, and a leather jacket.
Marie smiled at him and nodded for him to sit down on the chair next to her. The piece of paper in front of her said his name was Logan, and that he was 29 years old. But it was when she saw the list of previous jobs that Marie almost fell off her chair. He was not only a total hunk, but he had also 10 years of experience serving drinks in bars!
"Logan, I'm sorry to ask, but, with the résumé you could get a job anywhere in town, if not in the country! Why applying here, at Poker Girls?" Marie asked, looking at him in the eyes.
"All these years I've worked in several different bars and clubs, and they were all filled with drunk and aggressive men. I'm kind of tired of that, I wanted to change, and by change I mean not having a drunk ass yelling me he doesn't like that kind of beer" Logan said. His voice was deep, as if it reverberated in his chest. A very hard chest... Marie chuckled and tried to take any thoughts about the man's gorgeous chest off of her head. "I see then. Well, you are by far the best applicant, so, you have the job" she smiled and searched for a paper inside her notebook.
"Now, before we start filling this policy thing, I need to make a practical test. So, if you can come with me, I'll show you were the ingredients are and the staff will ask you different cocktails" Marie said, standing up and moving towards the counter.

Logan's POV:

Logan followed the girl to the counter and listened to her explanations about the chips system they used to pay for the drinks and the most popular drinks. Without her noticing, he looked at the girl. She didn't look like a High Schooler, but she wasn't an adult either. He wasn't sure if she was the owner, but there was something in the way she talked about the bar and moved that told him that she was. She had big brown eyes, hard but at the same time with an obvious innocence in them, and her full lips were always framing a sweet smile. She didn't have a luscious body, but there was something in the sway of her hips and her clothes that said that she was comfortable with her body.
He didn't understand really well why, but he felt a deep connection with her. There was something in the air around them that chanted about comfort and... home. He mentally slapped himself. Home? He didn't have a home, nor did he need one. He was perfectly well by himself.

Marie's POV:

Marie was having a hard time trying not to look at him and droll. He was so handsome... he had the kind of built that's perfect to hug and feel protected, and there was something so animalistic and wild in his eyes, as if they were screaming about passion.
She shocked slightly her head and called for the few staff she had so early. Thinking about this man and passion so soon wasn't going to lead her to something good. Men were vicious and treacherous, and she wasn't going to fall on their traps again.
Marie wanted to see Jubilee's and Ro's expression when they saw Logan more than anything. And they didn't disappoint her. Both of the girls had a hard time keeping their faces of amazement covered, with their mouths hanging. Marie chuckled and coughed, she didn't want to clean the drooling of the floor.

Third Person POV:

After Marie introduced Logan to the others and explained that they could ask for any drink they wanted, the guys cheered and the girls jumped in excitement.
Logan prepared the drinks in record time, adding some juggling and preparing decorations out of the blue. After fixing a Blue Lagoon, a Shirley Temple, a Screwdriver, a Tequila Shot and a Multiple Orgasm for Kitty, Ro, Bobby, Jubilee and Remy and guessing that Marie's favorite drink was a Mojito, she just didn't have more things to ask of a barman. Logan was the best choice, the most handsome and professional, and she was drinking, without a doubt, the best Mojito ever.


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Me: Kya! Second chapter!! Isn't he an ABSOLUT HUNK?
Marie: Hell Yeah!
Jubilee: isn't Smith Jerrod the Absolut Hunk?
Me: *smirks* well, I know that I wouldn't mind seeing Hugh Jackman in that pose...
Logan: what pose?
Me: *looks away* oh nothing nothing! Just a Sex and the City scene... ANYWAY! Hope you like this! See you in the next chapter!