Page 115 of Blossom


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“Business.”

Lindy grabs a glass from under the bar. “Happy to have you. Would you like someone to show you around the club?”

“That’s all right. I’ll just look around myself. But thank you.”

“Never a problem.” She winks and smacks her lips. Then she pours my drink and slides it toward me. I take a fifty out of my wallet and hand it to her.

“Wow. Thank you.” She winks again and then turns her attention to another person at the bar.

I didn’t notice her at first, but the person at the bar is a woman. She’s dressed in an emerald-green minidress, fishnets, and platform slides.

She turns to look at me.

Her eyes are green, a striking similarity to her dress. Hair is dark brown.

“Good evening,” she says.

“Good evening.”

“I’m Aurora.” She holds out her hand.

“Ronan.” I take her hand.

She’s a beautiful woman—more classically beautiful than Mary even—but not so much as a spark passes between us.

Still, I came to get my mind off of Mary, and Aurora is indeed gorgeous. Totally my type, even more than Mary is.

“You look like Jamie Fraser,” she says.

“Right. The Outlander guy.” Good thing Mary enlightened me.

“Are you Scottish?”

“Half,” I say.

“What’s your other half?”

“French Creole.”

She giggles. “No way.”

“Way,” I say monotonically.

I feel like I’m back in college at a fucking frat party.

“I’m a mixture of Irish and Armenian with a little bit of Greek sprinkled in,” she says.

I nod. “Yeah, you do look that part. The green eyes of the Irish.”

“On my Armenian side, all their eyes are brown.” She bats her eyelids.

“Your eyes are striking,” I say.

“Yours are too. The color of the sky.”

“Thank you.” I watch her finish her drink. “Can I get you another?”

“I’d like that.”

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