Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... eat when I get back up this evening.” He added.

Yvonne smiled then pulled the order slip from her pad and turned to affix it on the order wheel in the window behind her. She smacked the bell to get Hank’s attention before turning back to the counter. Deeny was already pouring coffee into cups sat in front of Cam and Trina.

The bell jingling again drew Deeny’s and Yvonne’s eyes to the front door. They both recognized Richard from the night of the Wilding, and the little redhead that was accompanying him. Like Cam, Richard held the door for his girl as she entered. They both spotted Trina and Cam at the counter and they approached. Deeny couldn’t help but notice a reluctance on Richard’s face before he hid it with a smile.

It was Sylvia who noticed the engagement ring first. Even thought Sylvia used to be the queen bee of her circle of friends, she really did like Trina as a friend, perhaps more so after she had been taken down a peg or two. So, when she realized it was indeed an engagement ring there was all the excited girlish squealing and chatter that young girls are want to do in such situations.

You would have had to been looking at Richard’s face at the moment to see the longing and the hurt, however briefly it showed on his face. But then, Deeny had been. She didn’t know for certain, but she did seem to remember he was quite infatuated with Trina at the Wilding that night seemingly ages ago.

Richard drove down his feelings of loss and instead, offered his ...

... hand to Cam to congratulate them both on the engagement. If he were to have to give up any thoughts of Trina, he could think of no one better than his friend the Sheriff’s deputy. The dinging of the bell on the order window and then Hank’s “Order up!” barked from the other side of the window seemed to snap everyone back to reality.

Trina and Sylvia hugged and promised to keep in touch. Sylvia promised to come home for the wedding when it happened. Cam told Richard he’d be around to see him for that promised beer sometime soon. Richard and Sylvia made their way across the diner to a booth by the front window. Yvonne sat the plate of pancakes and sausage in front of Trina before whispering to Deeny she had to go use the bathroom.

Deeny said she’d cover and grabbed the coffee pot and a couple of cups and headed around the counter to top off cups and take Richard and Sylvia’s order. Deeny couldn’t shake the aura of sadness that surrounded the tall quiet man sitting with the vivacious little redhead. It seemed that she was the one doing most if not all of the talking.

“Hi again... ready to order?” Deeny asked as she sat cups on the table and motioned questioningly towards them to both Richard and Sylvia.

“I wouldn’t mind having one of those rings Trina’s got.” Sylvia said softly with a dreamy smile.

“Yeah, I can understand that. Me too.” Deeny replied to Sylvia but watching Richard who seemed to be studying his coffee cup as Deeny filled it.

“So? Late breakfast? ...