Chapter 707 Sold to the Beautiful Neighbor
Juniper slid into the Lambo.
"What's up with you being all nice today, treating me to dinner?" Ronnie was grinning ear to ear.
Juniper smirked, "What's up with you dressing like a peacock today?"
"You saying I look good?"
Juniper shot back, "Flashy doesn't mean good-looking."
"Whatever, you're still calling me handsome. When am I not?"
"As long as it makes you happy." Juniper clicked her seatbelt.
"You're so tight with money. It's a miracle you're treating me."
Juniper snapped, "I'm not tight, just broke."
"Yeah, right. What about the Cooper Group's rep?"
Juniper shrugged, "That's his, not mine. I'm just an employee, and every penny I make is hard-earned, so don't think you can mooch off me."
"Fine. Just a simple full-course meal with Boston lobster, no biggie."
"Drop me off here, thanks."
Ronnie whined, "Look at you, being all stingy. I don't usually let women pay. You treat, I'll cover the bill."
"Not necessary. I can handle a regular meal. KFC or Mickey D's, your pick."
Ronnie teased, "Oh wow, big spender with the chain restaurants. You're so generous!"
"Of course." Juniper lifted her chin. "Since you picked me up from work, an upgrade isn't out of the question."
Ronnie said, "Yeah, I feel the love. Props for your generosity."
"Not bad."
Juniper took Ronnie to a famous BBQ joint, packed to the brim.
"Judging by the crowd, this place must be legit." Ronnie was wide-eyed, clearly a first-timer.
Juniper replied, "Duh. Would I pick a lame spot?"
Ronnie teased, "You're something else."
"Wow, check out that guy. He's a looker."
"Yeah, especially those eyes, they're mesmerizing."
"Is he a celeb?"
"No way. If he was, the current celebs wouldn't stand a chance."
"First time seeing such a hottie in real life. He's got that chiseled nose too."
Ronnie shot a smug glance at Juniper, who laughed inwardly at his childish pride. He'd been praised since forever and still soaked it up.
"If I had a boyfriend that hot, I'd never let him out of bed."
"Shh, his girlfriend's right there."
Juniper wanted to say, "You can have him. Thanks."
"His girlfriend's a stunner too, great body. Hot guys always end up with pretty girls. No Cinderella stories here."
"True, but they look so good together. It's a treat for us. Eye candy makes life better."
"They're so chill, coming to eat BBQ."
"That's why they're here, to bless us."
"Take a good look."
Ronnie suddenly whispered in Juniper's ear, "Did you hear that? If they had a boyfriend that hot, they'd never let him out of bed."
Juniper sneered, "Yeah, then go find them. They look pretty good."
Ronnie replied, "No matter how pretty, they can't hold a candle to you. Baby, you're the only one I want."
Juniper mentally translated: Before I slept with you, you were the only one I wanted.
She knew scumbags all too well.
Juniper rolled her eyes, "Quit messing around and just order already."
Ronnie called out to the owner, "Ten orders of wings, ten orders of ribs, ten orders of meat rolls, roast chicken..."
Juniper cut in, "That's enough. You can't eat all that."
"What? You worried about the cash?"
Juniper shook her head, "No, it's just wasteful."
"It's not about the money."
Juniper sighed, "It's not about the money. Wasting food is just wrong. Order what you can actually eat."
Ronnie teased, "You're just being cheap, so stingy."
He playfully pinched her cheek, making the girls at the next table giggle.
"Wow."
"So jealous."
"I'm envious."
"Me too..."
Juniper wished she could kick him to the next table.
But Ronnie, ever the daredevil, added, "Extra hot sauce!"
"Are you nuts? Your stomach can't handle that! You'll wreck yourself!"
"Come on, it's my first BBQ, gotta go big or go home." Ronnie was practically bouncing with excitement.
Juniper thought he was as naive as a kindergartener, getting so hyped over BBQ. She felt a pang of sympathy.
Juniper told the owner, "That's it. And go easy on the hot sauce, please."
Ronnie protested, "Extra hot sauce. No spice, no pay."
"Less hot sauce!"
"Extra hot sauce!"
"I'm treating!"
"I'm paying." They went back and forth.
"How about a moderate amount of hot sauce?" The owner suggested, clearly a peacemaker.
They exchanged glances and agreed, "That works."
As expected, playing with fire got Ronnie burned. He was sweating bullets.
Juniper laughed, "Extra hot sauce? With your tolerance, you're just asking for it."
"I'm fine. It's delicious..." Ronnie said, drenched in sweat, "BBQ and beer, perfect combo."
As a BBQ regular, Juniper was cool as a cucumber, not even breaking a sweat.
Juniper asked, "Can you handle it? If not, I'll eat these, and I'll order you something mild. How about some porridge?"
"No way, a man never says he can't!" Ronnie said, his tongue on fire, then chugged a beer, feeling the burn.
It was killing him.
But as a man, he couldn't back down, no way he was admitting defeat.
It was really spicy and satisfying. He'd never had anything this hot before.
Juniper clinked glasses with him.
Ronnie warned, "You better stop drinking. If you get drunk and puke, you'll blame me for taking advantage of you. I don't want to get blamed again. You beat me up last time, and I'm still sore."
Juniper shot back, "I can handle three or four beers. Last time it was red wine, easy to get drunk, and I'm not used to it. My beer tolerance is solid."
"Stop bragging. If you get drunk this time, I'm leaving you here. Not my problem."
Juniper retorted, "Who needs you to care? You better watch your own drinking. Actually, drink more. If you get wasted, I'll sell you to the girls next door for two hundred bucks!"
"I'm only worth two hundred bucks? Pork costs more than that! Am I worth less than a pig to you?"
"What else?" Juniper pursed her lips, hesitated, then said, "There's something I need to tell you..."
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