I put my sun glasses on and I leave the house, I just want lunch. Nothing too crazy, nothing fancy. So I go to a highly acclaimed restaurant, obviously. I go inside and I sit down in a private booth, I look over the menu then when I look up my eyes widen.

“I— Uh…”

Holy shit… My server is so stunning. My jaw almost drops as I stare. Then I blink and pull myself back together.

“What would you recommend, Sugar?”

I smirk and I lean forward in my seat, my elbows rest on the table and I look up into their eyes. My tone turning from surprised to sultry. Then I look them up and down and an idea pops up in my head; “What if I make them my sugar baby?”. I smirk and I chuckle softly.

“This may sound odd, but I am wondering how much you get paid.”

I ask curiously and tilt my head to the side slightly and bite my bottom lip a little.