“You have Bleu Mountain?”
“Sure do.”
“We’ll take a couple bottles.” With Reece doing shots, I decided to slow her down a bit. I leaned back to remove my wallet and dug out a card, which I handed over. “Start a tab.”
“Gotcha.” She tipped her hat then was gone, leaving me with Reece’s pretty ass.
“How am I with you and you’re supposed to be with her?” I tossed my chin toward the bar and Reece delivered a goofy grin.
“I bailed to come be with you.”
“That’s fucked up though, especially if y’all had plans.”
She shrugged. “We did but plans change and it looks like she’s cool with that.” I glanced toward the bar once more to find the woman Reece had been downing shots with engaged in conversation with the man next to her. When I turned my eyes back on Reece, she was watching me, so I did the same. Her eyes were glossed over from the shots and her pouty ass lips were curled into a smile.
“You good?” I asked, arching a brow.
She nodded. “I’m great. You’re here.”
I chuckled and turned my attention to Lindee who approached the table with the beers I’d requested. She placed them on the table and walked away without speaking. I turned my attention back to Reece. “You wanted me here.”
“Yep. I left you a note.” She wrapped her fingers around the beer and brought it closer but didn’t take a drink.
“I saw that. Thank you for dinner.”
“You’re welcome. You earned it.” She smiled and twisted the beer between her fingers.
“Does that mean feeding me is back on the table?”
Her eyes narrowed. “Would you like me to feed you, cowboy?”
The innuendo was intentional but I decided it was best not to go there, so I settled on, “I’m never going to turn down a home cooked meal.”
She rolled her eyes playfully. “Did you come here for me?”
“Yeah.”
I could have lied but there was no point. I had a couple weeks with Reece’s cute ass, a month tops. Being honest about my attraction to her wouldn’t do any harm.
“Why?”
My eyes dropped from her face and moved down her neck over her bare shoulders. When my gaze was on her low set lids again, I smirked. “To thank you for feeding me.”
She laughed and shook her head. “You’re full of shit.”
After she lifted the beer and turned it up, she placed it back on the table and rolled it between her fingers.
“Where are you from, Ro?”
“Texas.”
“Why’d you come to Miller’s Pointe?”
I stared at her for a minute, considering my answer. Instead of the vague response I usually gave, I told her the truth. “I lost the thing I loved the most and a woman broke my heart.”
“That sounds like two different things but I’m guessing it’s not.”
I kept my eyes on her and shook my head before I turned up my beer.
