“That’d be great. Look forward to seeing you guys.” Placing the phone on the counter, I lift my spoon to my mouth and wince, realizing my sad bowl of stew has grown cold. I grumble to myself.I really wanted a burger anyway.
Reaching for my keys and cell phone, I head for the burger stand in town before they close, when again, my phone vibrates with an incoming call. When have I ever been this popular? Jason’s number flashes on the screen.
“Hey, man. What’s up?”
“Trev. You interested in a drink? A few of us are here at the bar.”
“Pour Decisions?”
“You know any other bar in this town?”
“The Cellar Bar.”
“That’s where you go if you’re trying to impress someone. None of us frequent there often.” He chuckles. “You doing anything?”
“No. I was actually going to run out and get a burger when you called.”
“I’ll order one for you. See you in a bit.”
“Thanks, man.”Well, what do you know about that?
Arriving at the bar, I find Jason and Dave seated by the front entrance. They’re laughing and talking to the bartender as I approach.
“Hey, you made it. Tim, can you bring his burger out now?”
“Sure. What can I get you to drink?”
“I’ll have whatever they’re having.” I point toward the amber bottles sitting in front of my friends. “You guys been here long?”
“Nah. About forty minutes. Dave’s girl was nagging him about a ring, so he text me needing an escape plan.”
“Nice.” I laugh. I tip my head in thanks to the bartender as he slides my burger, fries, and cold beer across the bar top. “God, this looks good.” I lift the burger to my mouth and start to take a large bite when I suddenly notice Addison in the bar mirror’s reflection. And she’s not alone. Lowering my food to the plate, I study them momentarily. He seems awfully close to her to simply be a casual acquaintance. His hand slides over to rest on her hip before pulling her into him.
“What’s up? The burger isn’t any good?”
“No. It’s fine.”
I think I just lost my appetite.
Chapter16
Addy
“You’re a good sport to do this, Mitchell,” I say, placing my palm on his chest.
“Are you kidding? I get to hang out with the prettiest girl in town, and Jason’s buying? It’s a win-win.” He laughs.
After one too many drinks the night of my birthday party, I discovered the following day when reading a text from Jason that I’d spilled the beans on my desire to go after Trevor. He’s apparently on board with the ‘land the firehouse hottie’ mission as Jason’s encouraged his friend Mitchell to act as my love interest for the evening.
I’m not sure what’s in it for Jason, playing matchmaker, but I’ll take all the help I can get with this one. He’s reassured me that despite Trevor’s grumpy demeanor, he’s a nice guy and feels like we’d be good together.
“Oh. The show’s started.” I giggle.
Mitchell looks in Jason’s direction as Trevor saunters over to the bar. “Ah, now I get it. He’s smokin’.”
“Okay, down, boy. He’s mine.”
“All right, all right. I can look and not touch.”
