“Hey, I’m Allison. You’re stunning.
“Not interfering—just need to park my stuff withthisguy for a second.”
My attention slides back to Andrew?—
“Important docs in there, aight?
“There’s no zipper so don’t tip it.”
I dump both in his lap.
“Thanks, bestie. You’re a doll.”
He catches the purse as it hits his thigh,
and he stares down at it,
then scoops it up,
shaking his head,
nudging Redhead’s leg off his.
A laugh slips out under his breath as he looks up at me, one brow lifted like?—
Real cute, sweetheart.
28 /HOLE IN MY SOUL
AEROSMITH
// 10:47 PM //
As the song fades, I head for the booth,
when someone cuts off my path. Next,
my eyes are climbing six-foot-two ofholy shit.
Perfect mouth.
Perfect nose.
Perfect eyes.
Perfect face.
The sight of him trips me up.
“Hey,” he says, out of breath,
hand against his chest.
Espresso-eyed and god-tier.
And for the first time, I’m fucking got.
And I don’t get got.
