Chapter Eight

Arriving at the restaurant you cannot believe how busy it is. "Business is good," you say to Ambrose. "It's the good food baby," and he takes your hand as you walk into the restaurant. It is the lunchtime rush he says as he guides you to a small quiet little booth at the far back of the restaurant near the office. "Sit her baby I will arrange something for you to drink." He bends down and kisses you softly on your lips, entwines his fingers in your hair and tugs your head back, and kisses you down your neck. You take in his scent as he leaves you tingling

Taking out your phone you see a message from your dad. You open and read it. {Hay, sweetheart thank you for dinner last night. It was so much fun we must do it again. I must tell you one thing when I walked in on you and Ambrose last night, did I see something there or am I just hoping to see something? Have you told him yet how you feel about him? Call me!}

You start to type your reply when a young red-headed waitress comes up to you and asks politely what you would like to drink and hands you a menu. "Thank you". I say and ask her for a cup of tea. "Anything to eat Miss," "No thank you," I reply and hand her the menu back. In no time she is back with a pot of tea and a beautiful teacup. Next to the pot of tea, she places two slices of buttered toast and a cute pot of strawberry jam. You look up at her from your phone and thank her. She smiles and walks back to the kitchen.

I go back to replying to your dad. {Hay dad, so glad you had a fun time and of cause, we will do it again. Yes, dad, you saw something, and you know what you saw…. I told him, dad, I told him that I love him and that I always have. He said he came back for me, dad. I am so....

Just then Ambrose sits next to you. "Hay baby girl is there something wrong with the tea?" Putting your phone down on the table you give him a soft smile as you answer. "No." "So then why are you not drinking it?" He asks. "Sorry I was replying to a message from my dad." He picks up the pot of tea and pours it into your cup. "Milk, sugar," he says with the sexiest smirk on his lips. You look at him and squeeze his knee then he nudges you over so that you are both completely concealed in the booth, and he rubs his hand up your leg and softly touches you over your panties. I squeeze his hand with my thighs as I let out a soft moan. I rub my hand over the bulge in his pants and he bends down and kisses me and I rub his manhood in my hand and he moans in my mouth. Just then the chef comes toward you both, with a wide grin on his face. "Ambrose!" you have to come and sort out these two in the kitchen." "What's going on now Jimmy." He says not taking his eyes off mine. "Kevin and Mark are at it again." Ambrose stands then sits back down realizing that he cannot just stand up now. "I'm coming Jimmy," and he shows him to go with his hand. When Jimmy walks away Ambrose looks back at me.

"Where were we baby girl," he says and kisses me. Just then the redhead comes up to the booth. Mr. Rossi your 2-o clock appointment is here. He lifts his hand just as he did with the chef and tells her to offer them something to drink and tell them he will be there he just has a crisis in the kitchen he is dealing with. She walks off and he turns back to you. Kissing you on your forehead he gets up and pulls himself together. "I won't be long baby girl. Order something to eat Jimmy is an amazing cook." You nod your head and put your hand between your legs to try and release what Ambrose started. Smiling at you he lifts his brow and speaks. "Don't worry baby girl I will finish what I started," and he turns and walks to the front of the restaurant.