“Maybe? Or maybe people are starting to like our hangout spot.”
“How’s your night going?” Alex, the bartender asks.
“We’re celebrating Cora.” I smile as he hands us our drinks.
“Happy birthday, Cora! This round is on me.” He smiles as we cheer.
“We love you, Cora,” Paisley and I say as we tap our glasses together, then drink.
As we’re toasting, I see five huge guys walk in. I think every woman in the bar is watching them.
“Holy shit. I’ll take one of those.” Paisley chuckles.
“Me too.” I laugh as I watch one of them. They’re all good-looking, but there’s one that I can’t take my eyes off of. The smile on his face is making me smile.
Tristan
We decide to go to a bar that’s not far from the hotel. It’s pretty busy, and as I look around, I can see a lot of the women watching us.
“I feel like I’m on display,” Eros says as we make our way to the bar.
“I feel it too, should we see if we can find a table? I don’t know if there are any open. But standing is not an option.” Armando chuckles.
“I agree.” I laugh.
We get lucky and find a table that’s near the bar. While we wait for the waitress, I scan the room. My eyes land on a small group of women sitting at the bar, just as the waitress brings us a round of beers.
“Um. We didn’t order this,” Keegan says to her.
“These are from the women at that table over there.” She points to a group of women that are sitting at table that’s not far from us.
“Please tell them thank you,” Eros says as he nods at the women.
“Are we supposed to buy them a round?” Keegan asks us.
“I don’t know. I don’t usually accept drinks from anyone.” Eros laughs.
“So why did you say yes to these?” Apollo asks.
Eros shrugs. “I was thirsty. But I guess the polite thing is to return the favor.”
“Ah shit. They’re all coming over here. See, this is why you say no.” Apollo sighs.
I keep finding myself looking over at the bar. There’s one woman that I can’t seem to tear my eyes away from. There’s something about her and I want to go over to introduce myself. Maybe I should send her a drink.
“Something caught your eye?” Armando asks me as he sees what I’ve been staring at. “The three women at the end of the bar?”
“Yeah, the one in the middle. She’s gorgeous.”
“She is. We should send them some drinks.”
We’re waiting for the waitress to come back as the other women get to our table.
“Hi, you all look like you could use some company,” one of them says.
“We’re here celebrating,” another one says.
“What are you celebrating?” Eros asks.
