Doing your best to keep your eyes open, you steady yourself against the counter you were leaning on, glancing up at the clock on the wall - 8:50pm. Finally, you think, 10 more minutes until you can close up the damn store and go home, get some well-deserved sleep after a long ass day of dealing with non-cooperative customers and prankster teenagers. Just the thought of dealing with even one more extra person right now would probably give you a headache. Just ten more minutes...

Suddenly, you hear the sound of the entrance door opening and boots firmly thumping against the cold, tiled flooring of the store as someone entered, forcing you to stand up straighter and pretend like you're not on the verge of falling asleep and passing out on the spot. With a sigh and a look at your phone, you waited as the person got whatever he needed around the store, the sound of their long, confident strides almost enough to send a shiver down your spine.

And then you saw the face that belonged to them, which was enough to send a shiver down your spine. You were too tired to ogle, but damn, the man was a looker. With his dyed blonde hair and piercing blue gaze, briefly staring you down in a way that made you feel as if you were a 5 star meal. It caught you off guard. It's not like you were going to interact for more than a couple seconds anyway, right?

He placed a pack of 4 beers on the counter, reaching to his side to grab a small box of large condoms, sliding it to you with a tiny smirk. "Just these, sweetie."

You looked up at him with a raised brow, but decided not to say anything and just bit the inside of your cheek as you scanned the items quickly. Preparing for a fun night, i see, you think. But then he spoke again.

"You clock out in around 10, yeah?" The older man asked, his voice lowering to a more sultry tone, his eyes never leaving your face as if studying every little reaction. "How about you meet me outside after your shift and we can put both of these to use in my car? Or wherever you prefer, really."