The Demeter Twins - Hellhound Sequel

Perseus’s POV ~

Roman and I left the diner feeling on cloud nine. I asked “Well? How are you feeling?” He smirks and snarks “Like I should have listened! I feel like an idiot. Mom and Dad are right! There is no better feeling in the world! I am so full of regret. Did you see her face when I told her about Felicia? She was so hurt. I caused that.. and I never want to see that look again. Especially if it’s caused by me!”

I laugh “Aww.. my little brother is growing up!” He laughs with me and says “Yep.. by ten whole minutes!” That has always been our joke.. I am the big brother.. even though we are the same!

We ran our errands and ordered new fencing to replace what burned in the brush fire. I called the restaurant and made reservations..as we headed home to get ready. Roman texted Paulina asking for her address and when she responded “Hey! She lives in Sadie’s house! Why didn’t we know that, bro? We need to be more in touch with the pack.”

We arrived at 6:30 to pick our mate up.. Roman held a bouquet of calla lilies.. and I just stood, ramrod straight, as I rang the doorbell. We heard her yell come in. Then she told us she’d be down in a second. And I said “Best get comfortable.. She’s a girl.. we have a good half hour before we see her.”

I no sooner got the words out, when I heard “I’m not your typical girl.. I said a second.. and I missed it by a minute!” I laughed as I stood, and my breath caught in my throat. I looked at my twin, and his expression reminded me of that cartoon dog.. you know the one. His jaw is on the floor.. tongue hanging out and heart popping eyes.

Our mate was absolutely gorgeous. Her blonde hair was curled in beachy waves down the middle of her back. She wore very little makeup. A face like hers didn’t need enhancing.. her eyes were huge and as blue as the sky! She had on a classic little black skater style dress which highlighted her gorgeous legs.. her tiny feet in cased in shiny black strappy heels.

I said “You are positively radiant, my love! How tall are you?” She giggled and asked “Don’t you mean how short!? I am a whopping 5’2.. in my stocking feet! In my heels, I achieve the grand height of 5’6!!”

Roman laughs and hugs her close “Our very own pocket princess!” She stuck her tongue out at him, and I melted at her cuteness!

We arrived at the restaurant with fifteen minutes to spare. There was no such thing as waiting for the Demeters. Once we were seated, and the hostess handed us the menus and took our drink order. Our girl ordered Jameson.. in a rocks glass with two ice cubes.. and I was impressed! Jameson is always my go to. I ordered the same, while Roman got a beer.

When our server walked over, I cringed.. Roman seemed to shrink in on himself and Paulina looked like the cat who ate the canary. She smiled a beautiful smile and looked at our server’s nametag and said “Good evening, Felicia. I believe I will have the cordon bleu.. with penne pasta and a Caesar salad, as my starter.”

Felicia snarked “It might be best if you just stick with the salad!” Rome and I both stiffened but Paulina took each of our hands and squeezed. Remembering our no interference rule.. we sat quietly fuming.

Paulina’s smile never wavered as she said “And it might be best you stick to doing the job you are paid to do.. Your comments are not asked for.. nor are they needed. As long as you act respectfully.. and courteously.. we won’t have a problem! Your little snarky comment has already cost you a dollar off your tip! Now, be a dear, and take my mates’ orders.. We are all quite famished!”

And she did just that. Roman leaned close to Paulina and whispered “I am so sorry.” She smiled and shook her head “I am a pro at handling bullies. Especially mean girls. I can handle it.. Just so you know.. it’s going to get a whole lot worse, before it gets better. Right about now, she’s thinking of ways to get even with me for embarrassing her. She may even spit in my food. It’s all good! I’m about to fuck her whole night up!

This mate of ours is something else. She’s taking this all, seemingly, in stride. I have a feeling Roman is going to be apologizing..A Lot! It’s going to be entertaining , watching him squirm!

Felicia returned with our shrimp cocktails and Paulina’s salad.. and the fun began. Paulina asked her to bring more croutons to the table for her salad. Felicia stormed off, but was back shortly with the extra croutons. Then, Paulina asked.. in a sugary voice “Please.. I need a side of Caesar dressing.. the salad is too dry.” Felicia snapped “Because you have too many croutons, idiot!”

Paulina grinned “Very astute of you! Rude.. but astute. Another dollar off your tip, though! The dressing?” Felicia spun and went back to get the dressing.. When she returned, Paulina ordered another round of drinks. And I saw exactly how this dinner was going to go. One rude server facing off against the customer from hell! Paulina was going to have her running all night.

I had ordered duck a’la Orange and Roman had ordered a sirloin.. when the food arrived, Felicia set our plates in front of us, but slung Paulina’s across the table to her and the chicken landed in her lap. It was hot and Paulina sprung to her feet, just as Roman and I did.

She calmly said “Go back to the kitchen! Tell the Chef to prepare another dinner for me. Your tip.. which would have been quite generous is now going to have to pay to dryclean my dress! Now Go!”

Felicia went back to the kitchen and did as Paulina told her to do. When she brought the check to the table, Paulina told her to ask the Chef and the manager to step to our table. Felicia looked panicked and I was all smug humor.

When they arrived at the table, Paulina said “Chef! The cordon bleu was superb! A ten out of ten! I appreciate the time you took to prepare a new dinner for my clumsy self.” I stared at her! She took the blame! To the manager she said “I enjoyed my first experience at your restaurant.. the ambiance is delightful.. the food delicious! However, I fear our server needs a bit more training in her people skills. Possibly, keep her in the back of the house, until you feel she has improved?”

We paid the check and once back in the truck I had to ask “You didn’t get her fired! Why? She certainly deserved it!” She smiles and replied “She expected that! She knew she was going home unemployed! I don’t like assumptions.. and since that was what she assumed was my goal.. I left her with no leg to stand on. She couldn’t attack me.. she couldn’t act out.. she had to swallow her anger and stew in it! Kill em with kindness!”

We all laughed…then she invited is in for drinks and to get acquainted. We sat in the living room.. talking and enjoying each other’s company. Our mate is smart..and strong. She exudes confidence and control.. Her heart is kind.. pure.. She is everything we were promised and then some!

She agreed to meet our parents tomorrow. And our mom is going to eat her up! I just hope they don’t scare her away! As we get ready to leave, Roman apologizes again! She kisses us each on the cheek, and says “You can’t keep apologizing for a mistake you made before you met me! Do I wish there wasn’t a crazy ex waiting in the wings, plotting a thousand ways for me to die? Of course, I do! But, that’s her problem.. and if she persists.. well.. there will simply be a fresh face in hell for breakfast. Someone should let her know to get her will in order!”

We walked out and climbed in the truck. We buckled in and I started the truck to head out. Rome says “Did she just threaten to kill Felicia? Because that’s my takeaway from that conversation.” I laughed and said “That she did, brother! That she did!