No Reservations - Megan Hart [92]
Good thing you don't need to wear him on your feet then.' Leah smirked. 'Or do you?'
If it amused me to, I totally would. And he'd love it. I'd leave his arms free so he could do his homework and stuff'
Another snort from Leah, but that died in the din of hoots and squeals as college student stripper guy writhed on the stage and dropped to the ground, heading straight for their table and Kate as the bride to be.
'If anyone gets goo on me, I'm gonna put orange sherbet in your punch. I'm just sayin',' she hissed to Leah. 'Hi there, you must be Katherine. I'm Travis.' Cute stripper was even cuter close up.
He didn't shake her hand, but he did get his very flat abdomen in her sight. Nice. 'Hi there, Travis. Aren't you pretty?' He rolled his hips, the line of his cock pretty close to her face. But he was careful not to get any of whatever he had greased all over his muscles onto her. Such lovely manners.
Kate yelled over the music. 'Grab a seat. I'm getting married, flatter me and chat with us.'
He laughed in that self-confident way any attractive twenty-three-year-old male has. But he plopped down in a chair at the end of the table. Leah shoved another margarita at her and moved closer.
Few people loved strippers more than Leah, so Kate sat back and watched as Leah turned on the charm. Travis responded right away, like they all did, and Kate wished she had some popcorn to eat as she took them in.
'What's your story, Travis? What I really want to know is, can you move your body like a cyclone?' Leah asked with a smile.
'I totally can. Wanna see?'
'Dear, sweet Travis, with your washboard abs, of course we want to see. That's why we're here.' Kate winked at him.
'Good point, Katherine.' Leah's voice was dry and the other women with them all leant in and eyed him. 'We'd all love to see.'
Sweet baby Travis had not lied. No, he leant back and rolled himself, rippling his abs and his nice, albeit hairless, thighs. Then he did some move where he whipped his body around, artfully sending his hair around his face all coy like.
When he finished, the entire table clapped and cooed over him. Leah grinned over at Kate, who laughed out loud.
Baby Travis became their own personal stripper for the rest of the evening, flirting with everyone, giving a few up close and personal dances, flattering, making sure drinks were ordered and sucking up all the attention and tips.
There weren't too many other ways Kate wanted to celebrate her upcoming wedding than to hang out with Leah and pretty boys as they drank margaritas.
Kate wagged her finger at him as they prepared to leave. 'Good evening, sweet baby Travis. Don't let me hear you've blown off school for another quarter. Just go back, even if it's part time.'
He grinned, very fetching and sort of naughty if she went for men young enough to not understand a single cultural reference she made.
I know, I know. You two should come back in again so you'll know for sure. I'll be your arm candy any old time you need it.' He kissed her cheek. 'Congratulations again on the upcoming wedding. Make sure he behaves.'
Kate laughed. 'Ha. He's not one for behaving. It's part of his charm really. Don't tell him I said that, he gets away with enough as it is.'
Travis laughed as he kissed Leah's cheek and she told him something that made him blush. Dude, you can make a stripper blush,' Kate told her as they got into the limo outside. Leah buffed her fingernails on her blouse front. 'I still got it.'
You sure do.' Kate hugged her briefly. 'Thanks again. For tonight and for being my maid of honour and stuff.' Enough thanks to get some sherbet in my punch?' Tfft, we'll see if you deserve it by then.' They got into the limo, laughing.
One thing, on the wedding day, you have to be on Pickles watch.'
Leah looked up from her iPhone where she'd most likely been texting Brandon something dirty, and raised an eyebrow. 'Am I gonna have to bring brass knuckles?'
'If you do, I'll give you twenty dollars to use them on her. After I