“Did you bring me a bar?” she asks.
“No, because I have to make a small change, but you’ll get some in the next batch.”
“And what about your website?”
“I think I’m going to go ahead and set one up. I’m doing okay with Skroll but the DMing for orders is getting to be too tedious. I need a site to take the orders and payment so all I have to do is ship.”
“I told you that you need one. My life changed once I got mine. We just have to come up with a name that covers the soaps and jams.”
“It won’t be as cute as Reece's Pieces though.”
“We’ll come up with something for you just like we did for me. Remember, tequila was our muse then and it can be our muse now.” She turns to the bartender. “Another shot please.”
“And I think that should be your last. Your eyes are starting to do that thing,” I say and she scoffs.
“Don’t say it, bitch,” she warns but I can’t help it. Every time she drinks, her eyes start glossing over and she looks like Storm from X-Men.
“I won’t, Storm.”
“I hate you,” she says, then sucks her teeth. “Let’s see who’s in here tonight. Maybe your fine ass stranger is,” she says before turning around. Not even two seconds later, she turns right back. “Bitch, he’s here,” she exclaims.
“Who! You don’t even know what he looks like,” I say, then start to turn. She stops me immediately.
“Don’t turn around. It’s Ro. He’s here in the back. How do I look?” she asks.
“Still good.”
“Good. Okay. I’m going over there. You can get yourself home, right?” she asks with pleading eyes.
“Yes, I can,” I say. I know my friend and she’s obviously feeling Ro. The way she talked about him told me everything I needed to know.
“That’s why I love you. Wish me luck. I’ll call you tomorrow,” she says before sliding off the stool.
I turn and watch her walk over toward the back of the bar. When she sits down, I turn back around to order another tequila sunrise. “Can I have another one?”
“And add a Bleu Mountain Brew,” a smooth ass tenor says. “I got her tab,” he adds and I turn toward the man sitting on the stool to my left.
What the hell is he doing here!
Chapter 5
Meleck
My eyes were on her as soon as she walked all those curves in here. I knew the moment I saw her that this disappointing day was going to end on a good note,asexy, fine ass note. I had been waiting for the right moment to approach, and as soon as her friend left her alone at the bar, I took it.
“Anything else?” the bartender asks as she slides my beer to me.
“Yeah, can you add their tab to mine?”
While the bartender and I talk, she just stares, speechless. It’s clear that she’s just as surprised to see me as I was to see her. Hopefully, for her, it’s a good surprise. When her eyes scan my side profile and she smiles, I start to believe it is. Earlier today, she hadn’t given me this beautiful smile at all. All I got was her angry, tight but pretty ass face. The bartender returns with my beer and her drink. With her smile still beaming, she takes her glass and taps my bottle.
“Thank you,” she says before taking a sip.
“I still owe you from this morning. I’m real shit sorry for that.”
“Thanks to this glass and my shots earlier, I’m over it now, and truthfully…” she says before raising her glass back to her full lips. With it at her lips, she adds, “I may owe you an apology. I was rude as hell and that’s not me at all. I’m actually pretty chill.”
“I missed the chill,” I say teasingly and her eyebrows raise to the damn ceiling. Before she tells me to go to hell, I quickly add, “I’m fucking with you. It was all my fault because I wasn’t looking. I was too busy caught up in my disappointing morning.”
