Alpha’s Virgin Stripper
Chapter 130

Jojo:

I turned on my heels and exited his table, but for good this time. I had a lot to focus on and I told myself that Mel would be the one to pick up his bill, not me. He was nice, far too nice for my comfort. Mel seemed to be thinking the exact opposite, she was already winking at me before I got to the counter. I shook my head and stepped in, watching as her eyes continued to dance from the handsome stranger to me.

I picked up the calculator and busied myself with looking at it, even though I was not working on anything. I could still see Mel look at him. I was forced to roll my eyes at some point. "Stop that, Mel." I sneered.

She turned to me, feigning a frown. I mean, I know that she was back to her player ways, but he was a customer, and...

Okay, maybe I did not have any good reason why she could not stare at him like that. Besides the fact that it would be very weird for him to turn around and replace her doing so.

"What? I can't be the only one seeing how freaking hot that guy is! Like, who makes green look so good?! Trust me, I've never seen green look that good, except on grass." My best friend replied me in a rather very fruity tone.

My eyes wandered to where he sat. She was right, he was really cute. I cleared my throat and turned away from him immediately. Whether he was cute or not was none of my business, I had to keep that in mind.

"Yeah, I see it. But that doesn't mean you should stare at him until your eyes fall off."

"Oh! It totally does, my love." As she spoke, Mel slowly approached me. I watched as she put her right hand over my shoulder and pinched my cheek softly.

"And, I think he has eyes on you." She blurted out.

My own eyes rolled on default. I allowed my eyes dance over to hers as I scoffed and turned away.

"Not a freaking chance, Mel. You know I do not give two shits about that. I do not care about men, Mel. I want nothing to do with any of them, please. I have a baby to take care of, and a broken heart to mend. There's a lot right now, Mel. You know this." I returned my eyes to the calculator screen and I took my fake calculation very seriously.

"I understand, Jo, trust me. But all of this, it's not the end of the world. You have to give love and receive love, it's really important."

My right thumb froze on the number two button while I turned slowly to her. Was this really Mel, or had she been possessed by an evil spirit?

"That's really rich, coming from someone who swore never to love just few days ago." I bit back.

She shrugged and pulled her hand from my shoulder.

"Come on, Jo. You know my case is different."

Nope. As a matter of fact, I did not.

"Shawn was my first mate, my first love. After so many years of playing around, I thought I had finally found the one and I was faithful to the core. Shawn was my everything. The only love I had ever known."

"And I only found out my mate was my mate after I was rejected, because I did not have a wolf to sense him in the first place. I still stand by my word, Mel. I do not need a man in my life, I do not want a man in my life. All they do is leave sadness, pain and regret behind." I added. I saw how her eyes sparkled with obvious pity, but I paid her no mind.

"You know Jo, not all men are bad. We just happened to meet the ones that... well, are not so good."

I scoffed. I had not intended to, believe me, but it was something I could not help.

"I met the wrong one, Mrs. Smith met the wrong one, you met the wrong one, my mother met the wrong one. Tell me, my dearest friend. Exactly where are these good men you speak off?"

Mel flashed me a charming smile, she blew a kiss into the air and I pretended to dodge it.

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"Seek, my love, and you shall replace." She replied.

I rolled my eyes and picked up a pen from the wooden table.

"The only thing I'm seeking right now is peace of mind. And that is not synonymous with having men in your life." I retorted.

I could feel Mel's eyes on me as I scribbled the handsome stranger's bill into a note sheet. I tore it off and handed it over to her. When she raised a brow at me, I shifted my eyes to where the stranger sat.

"You're handling this," I spoke.

She smiled and took the paper from me.

"You know Jo, sometimes I get the feeling that somewhere inside your heart, some part of your heart wishes that the alpha would show up at your doorstep, confessing his infinite love." When she finished, I could see she as fighting hard not to laugh.

I rolled my eyes and turned away from her.

I was doing nothing of that such. Or, was I?

"I'll be a fool to dream such a dream, Mel." I was never anything to him. And I knew I would never be.

When she moved to take the stranger's bill, I disappeared into the kitchen. I did not want to watch the stranger leave the restaurant, I had a feeling he would ask to see me later, and I did not want that.

Mrs. Smith was busy with the dishes, while I helped the cook shred onions.

Suddenly, we all heard the sound of glass shattering on the tiled floor. I turned swiftly. Mrs. Smith was staring at the broken plate in shock. The cook rushed to get a broom, while I walked carefully, over to where Mrs. Smith stood.

Her eyes widened as she stared at the plate. I placed my hands on her shoulders, in a bid to calm her down.

"Are you alright, ma'am?" I asked. She was too tense, too stiff.

She turned sharply.

"Something is wrong, Jojo. Something is wrong somewhere, I can feel in the pit of my stomach." She replied.

There was worry in her eyes, grave fear, ripe as a yellow mango fruit.

She placed her hands on my shoulders.

"Is everything okay with the baby? Is there something you're not telling me?" Her panic was slowly driving me to my own edge.

"I... uhmm... maybe. I mean, when I woke up this morning, I felt something float in my belly. Felt like a small fish was swimming inside me. I... I don't know if this means anything..." She pulled her hands from my shoulders and walked past me. I turned the running tap off, before I turned to look at her.

"Something is going wrong somewhere; it feels like a part of me has been hurt." She continued.

Now, I was confused. But I moved to her, in order to calm her down.