“Okay,” Samantha said, looking like she knew something that Larissa didn’t. “You’re good. If someone reserves it, hop out, though.”
“I will. Thanks.”
“No problem,” Samantha replied and then asked her, “She’s still staying at your place?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“No reason. Just can’t be allthathard to find an apartment, right? I’ll see you later. I’m covering for someone tonight, so I need to take care of a few things they usually do. Have a good night.”
“Yeah, you too,” Larissa said.
CHAPTER 20
“Well, hello.”
What were the odds that after a long day of work, Harlow would go to the bar she used to be able to sit at and enjoy a beer by herself, and she would see Ashlee, the woman from a few weeks ago, whom she’d never seen before that night? High. The odds werehigh, clearly, because Ashlee was sitting in a booth, and she had said hello to her the moment she’d seen her.
“Hi, again,” Harlow replied.
“Back for another drink and some deep thoughts?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Do you even remember my name?” Ashlee asked with a little laugh.
“I do, actually,Ashlee.”
“Well, I’m impressed,Harlow.”
“You act like I took you home, we had sex, and then I left before you woke up.” Harlow laughed.
“It wouldn’t be the first time, but I’m usually okay with it. I don’t know if I would be withyou,though. You have that air of mystery about you that has me wanting to know more, and I think it would take more than one night to figure you out.”
“Thanks for that, I think,” Harlow said. “I’m going to sit at the bar and get my drink. Have a nice night.”
“You’re really not going to sit with me?”
“I doubt I’ll be able to get much thinking done if I do.”
“Is that a compliment? Like I’m a distraction?”
“I think it’s more of a fact, but you can take it as a compliment.”
Ashlee laughed and said, “I can buy you that beer if you want.”
“No, I’m good. I can get it. But thanks for the offer.”
“Harlow?”
“Yeah?”
“You seem to have something on your mind, and you were here the last time, also trying to think. Is it about the same thing?”
“Not really any of your business.”
“I know,” Ashlee said. “But if you won’t let me buy you a drink, maybe you’ll let me lend you an ear. I can listen.”
“To what?”
