‘What are they?’ Brittany asked, selecting a pretty purple one.
‘That one’s called Unicorn Kisses,’ he told her and received a gasp of awe from Sophie as she looked up, intrigued by the name. ‘And this one’s a baby Unicorn Kisses—without the vodka,’ he said, placing a small glass in front of the wide-eyed little girl.
‘For you, a Pink Bikini,’ he said, placing the next glass in front of Beth, before turning his attention to Jenny and holding her flustered look calmly.
‘What’s that one?’ Beth asked curiously, as she eyed the glass he placed in front of Jenny.
‘This,’ he said lowering his voice as he looked down at Jenny, ‘is a Screaming Orgasm.’
Beth spat her drink, almost drowning out Brittany’s strangled sound of surprise. They both gaped.
Jenny felt her mouth drop open too, before closing it quickly to clear her throat.Dear God.
‘You ladies have a nice night,’ Nick said, giving them a nod before turning away.
‘Wow,’ Beth mouthed as she dragged her eyes away from watching his denim butt retreat, dabbing at her blouse to clean up the drink she’d spilled. ‘You so have to get onto that.’
‘Get onto it?’ Jenny scoffed.
‘He’s into you, Mum,’ Brittany said.
‘Oh, please.’ Jenny shook her head. ‘Can we just order some food?’
Jenny wasn’t sure she’d be able to stop these two from harping relentlessly on about the whole situation but was pleasantly surprised when they took the hint and wisely dropped the subject.
For the remainder of the evening, she refused to let her gaze wander near the bar and was very proud of herself for resisting. She had self-control. She was sensible. Someone around here had to be, after all.
