“Alright. See you later,” Griean waved, walking away.
“Let’s go in,” Jamue said confidently. He strode through the double doors.
Legs slightly weak, Mac followed the omega. A well-dressed beta stepped in their path, lips spread in a welcoming smile.
“Welcome to Delight Leisure room. This way, please,” he said, walking them to their table in the middle of the room. Jamue and Mac sat down. “A serving bot will be with you shortly.”
“Thank you.”
After the beta walked away, Mac turned to Jamue. “Are we going to just ask for the owner?”
“Yes. I’ve seen Faria chat with his customers. Meeting the owner shouldn't be too hard. The hard part is convincing him to try our spirit when he has a room full of spirits,” he said nervously.
Weirdly enough, his sudden nervousness reassured Mac.
Reaching for his hand, Mac gave it a squeeze. “Relax, Jamue.”
He shook his head. “I’m not as brave as I thought.”
Mac smiled. “You are brave. You got us here, remember?”
“Yes. But I don't know what comes next,” he said sheepishly. “I had the perfect plan in my mind, but now that I have to execute it…I ...my mind went blank.”
Mac rubbed his thighs. They couldn't quit now. “Let’s meet the alpha. Whatever happens, happens.”
“Okay.”
A serving bot arrived, they made their selection of drinks, and it returned a few minutes later.
Impressed with the quick service, Mac punched their code to disable the safety lock and took out their drinks. Jamue reached for one.
“Wait,” Mac said, and proceeded to mix the spirits. He created his own unique blend of drinks. He handed Jamue his glass.
“Here. It's strong but delicious.”
Jamue moaned from the very first sip. And the ones that came after were obscene. The sound caught the attention of the people at the closest table; a tense-looking alpha and a beautiful omega.
“Keep it down,” Mac whispered.
Another sip followed by another moan. “I can’t help it.”
Mac laughed, mixing more. They enjoyed their drinks, except for the stares coming from the other table. Tired of being stared at, Mac picked up his glass and bravely walked to them.
“Would you like to try it?” he asked. The alpha frowned, but the omega reached for the glass.
“Oh my,” he said, licking his lips. “It tastes delicious. Do you mix spirits?”
“Yes, it’s my job,” Mac said.
“Want to try it,” the omega tilted the glass to the alpha. Despite the frown, he reached for the glass. Mac held his breath.
“It’s good, right?” the omega said as he tasted the spirit.
"It's good," he said.
“Do you think you can mix some spirits for us?”
“I don’t think that’s allowed,” he said shyly.