Saturday morning
Who: Jaxon Bradford & Dr. Kathryn Monroe What: A Reunion When : Morning Where: Mon Ami Gambi Restaurant, Paris Hotel (to start) Rating: PG (?) Status: Complete
Jaxon was all alone on the free weights this morning, at Bally’s Spa; he had upped his repetitions and was really giving it everything. Between sets though, he still had time to think and that was something he couldn’t stop. He thought of his school days and his popularity in both high school and college, he thought of how his parents worshipped him and spoiled him, he thought of all of the girls who gave their bodies to him…he couldn’t remember any of their names…and he thought of how wealthy he had been…his family had been. The meteors ended everything. Even after he was attacked and bitten by the werehorse and became a lycan, he was able to maintain a normal enough life and go to medical school. It was the meteors that killed his parents, killed his world…took every one of his advantages away. He drifted from survival group to survival group, mostly with humans…and then mixes of humans and lycans, until he found his way, just a few days ago, to Las Vegas.
After he had every major muscle group screaming, Jaxon decided to take in a sauna; he knew he was built and handsome and took every opportunity to show off his body. His only regret was that this sauna wasn’t co-ed like those in Europe. He laughed to himself, “Even after the fucking Apocalypse, we can’t loosen up a little”. Jax relaxed in the sauna long enough to loosen his muscles up a bit and then took a nice cool shower and headed up to his room wearing the skimpiest gym shorts and tank top he could and still be decent. Every female that passed by got a bright white smile and a wink…he even tried it out on a pretty young guy who was staring at him. Jaxon had never been with any guys before, but he was flattered that he got the dude’s attention.
“Man, I’m starving!”, he informed himself, as he stripped to choose something to wear to breakfast. Running his fingers through his head of golden-blond curls, he thought about where he wanted to go for breakfast and smiled when the perfect place came to mind, “Mon Ami Gambi at the Paris, right next door”, he told his angelic reflection, “Sinfully delicious food and outdoor dining just like sitting along the Champs Elyseé”, he grinned and wiggled his eyebrows, “Perfect for seeing and being seen”.
After carefully selecting a pair of soft blue jeans that hugged all the right places and a blue and white v-neck sweater that did likewise, Jax hurried down to the restaurant to get a table on the outside edge. His workout had given him a powerful appetite, so he ordered up an omelet, two waffles, French toast and a bowl of fruit.
While waiting for his food to come, Jaxon filled his time drinking his rich French coffee and flirting with just about everyone that passed on the Strip. Oh yeah, check out this cute little brunette swishing so close to me I can almost reach out and grab… “Dr. Monroe?! Is that you?!!”, his mouth was agape, “What are you doing here? Oh my God! Please, join me!”