Chapter 24: Ready, set…kill

Connor

              I look at how damn sexy my girlfriend looks in her Sweet Perfect waitstaff uniform. Unlike the uniform she wears at work, the waitstaff must wear a fitted tuxedo with an SP pin on the lapel. The tux shows her breasts' lush curve above the jacket's open collar, and the slacks mold to her firm ass and thighs perfectly. I look down at my own tux and grin. I look good but not as good as April.

              April arches a brow when she notices my intent appraisal. “Is there something you want?” she asks cheekily.

              I snort. “There is, but only in the privacy of our home.”

              She moves close and wraps around my neck. “Am I making yo