Those five girls again

After enduring an onslaught of sexually-charged comments from every table I waited on I eventually came back to the one with five girls. They appeared to be in college and I wanted to see if their order was to their liking. "Excuse me.' Jack' was it?" One of the girls wearing a red beret asked.

"Yes, how may I help you?"

"We heard we can take a picture of you, right?"

I hesitated to answer worrying where this was going to go, "Yes, but it's expensive. It's fifty dollars if you want a picture of me plus an additional ten for every person who wants to be in it with me."

"Ah! So it's real!" A girl with curls in her hair clapped her hands excitedly.

"Don't worry, we're good for it. What do we have to do?" Asked one of the girls wearing a hijab.

I sighed, knowing there was no way out of this. Thankfully they didn't pick up on my **** so I put on my business smile, "I'll go get my manager. He will bring out our camera for your photos." All the girls cheered as I walked away to fetch Zayne.

"Hate to see him go but love to watch him leave."

"Don't worry, he's coming back. And we get to take a piece of him home with us."

"Good, once I'm done getting drunk. I'm gonna wanna remember this."

"Worth every penny."

"Don't forget to leave a good tip."

I thought I would have at least gotten used to the nerves in my stomach by now but nope. They were back with a vengeance.

I found Zayne in the back quickly enough and told him about my situation. He laughed, "Wow Jack! Getting your photo taken on your first day? Color me impressed."

My cheeks colored, "Oh, thank you Zayne. I'm a bit embarrassed that someone is going to take a picture of me in this get-up though."

Zayne shook his head, "Don't be. You look gorgeous! That's your work uniform Jack, you should be proud."

"Sure Zayne, I'll...try..."

I looked at Zayne and he looked at me for a moment. We smiled at each other as if something silent and endearing passed between us as we met each other's eyes. "Right...I'll go get the camera." Just as Zayne turned away I grabbed him by the wrist, not wanting to look away from his beautiful face. "Something wrong Jack-my-bee?"

"It's just...Zayne...can I kiss you please?"

Zayne blinked.

My face flushed, "Oh! it's just...I was caught up in the moment. I know now is not a good time for this. I gotta get back to work. You gotta get back to work. And here I am wanting to make-out when everyone else is working. Why would I even ask you that now? Where is that camera anyway? I'm just babbling away while..."

Zayne stepped toward me and leaned against my bare chest. He looked up at me and smiled, "Jack. C'mere." That's all I needed to hear. I used my index finger to lift his chin and then leaned down and kissed him on the lips placing my free hand on the small of his back. Zayne's hands stayed on my chest as our tongues found each other. I would have been content with just a small peck but this was turning into a lot more. I pressed Zayne closer to me and he made a light groan in the back of his throat. We just kept kissing totally lost in each other. We must have been at it for a full minute when someone walked in on us in the middle of the act.