“Want me to come with you?”
I shoot him a smile. “I’ll be fine. It’s right there, not even ten steps away.”
Max grumbles but stays put.
Smiling, I shake my head as I walk away.
That man hates peopling so much that he hates the thought of being left alone with a group of coworkers for five minutes. I have no idea how he got through life before I came along.
“Can I get another vodka cranberry, please?” I ask the bartender.
“Sure, coming right up.”
He takes my glass and grabs me a new one. Leaning on the bar, I watch him make my drink.
“Excuse me, but I just have to tell you how beautiful you are,” a man says from next to me.
I look over and see the guy who was looking at me earlier.
“Oh, thank you,” I tell him.
He’s not a bad-looking guy. His smile is charming even.
“I’m not a photographer or anything, but I can definitely picture us together,” he says with a cringe on his face.
“Does that really work on women?” I laugh.
“I don’t know, you tell me?” He laughs nervously.
“Thank you,” I tell the bartender before turning back to the guy, with my drink in hand. “I don’t know, the night is still young.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Max staring right at me.
Move. Come over here and tell the guy to fuck off. Tell him I’m not available.
Only he doesn’t, but I didn’t really think he would. He has been so calm about me wanting to date. So when he stays in his chair, glaring right at the scene unfolding in front of him, I am not even disappointed.
You know what? Fuck him.
“I’m Clint,” he tells me.
I take his hand and shake it. “I’m Iris.”
“Are you from around here, Iris?” he asks.
“You could say that.”
We talk for a few more minutes, my mind back on the table of employees who I am more than aware are staring at us. Especially a pair of brown eyes I still dream of. When Clint asks for my number, I give it to him. Willingly.
Then I walk away, rejoining my group before the next round of trivia begins.
“Damn girl, get it!” Erica claps as I approach the table.
“He is hot,” Annabelle says, fanning her face.
I roll my eyes and smile as I sit back down next to Max.
“Stop it.” I can’t help but feel bashful.
