K.
Aina
He also loved that the tables had booth separators, like the ramen restaurant he tried out in Tokyo when he visited Japan just last year.
"What are you having?" Jesse asked K, turning to her as they sat on the stools.
"I'll let you take total control," her reply, a big pretty smile on her face. "I'll have whatever you're having."
He smiled back at K, loving and hating how she could turn simple phrases sound so coquettish. He thought, if only he had real total control right now he would have taken her straight to his apartment and fucked the living hell out of her. "You're not allergic to anything?" He asked, pulling his thoughts together.