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The increased buzz of excitement near the door announced the arrival of the players. Despite herself, Angela stood up on her toes to try and see over the crowd. She was ridiculous. Pour the drinks and forget about Isaiah.
She was about to look away when her eyes caught his. Her hand slipped and she nearly dropped the bottle of Patrón. Z was nice, but he’d have been pissed if she’d broken it. Her heart jumped. The corner of Isaiah’s mouth tipped up in a smile. She bit her lower lip to keep from grinning. He was here.
Angela quickly looked away. She was not becoming his side chick. Nor was she going to demand he break up with the woman he’d been with off and on since college. She had no business getting all giddy because Isaiah was in her club.
She helped Diamond and Candy get ready to handle the floor before the drink orders came in from VIP. In the background she low-key watched the basketball players moving to their partitioned-off area. The first round of drink orders came two minutes after they were settled. She was working on that when the crowd parted, and suddenly Isaiah stood at the bar.
He was wearing a simple beige button-up and dark pants. When he leaned on the bar, the muscles in his arms flexed, begging her to touch and reminding her of the strength she’d felt the one time he’d held her. When they’d kissed. He watched her with a gleam in his eye that made her breasts heavy and her knees weak.
Angela walked over and placed her hands on the smooth surface of the bar, cocking her head to the side. “What are you doing here?”
His dark gaze moved to the sparkling wings on her back, then over her tight white tank top and short black skirt. “Kevin invited me.”
Her nipples tightened when his gaze lingered on the heart charm resting right above her cleavage. Her thin bra and shirt wouldn’t hide her response. “Can I get you a drink?” The noise in the club might hide the slight tremor in her voice.
“You look good.”
She was told that all night, every night, but still her cheeks heated. She bit back another grin. Why was he here? She could ignore what she felt a lot easier when he wasn’t standing in front of her. “I thought we were staying away from each other.”
A muscle flexed in his jaw. Tension took over his shoulders. “I’m not with Bridget anymore.”
The pounding of her heart increased to jackhammer proportions. Was she the reason? If she was, did it matter? He’d been with Bridget for years; now she was supposed to believe he was ready to give all that up for her?
She shrugged. “Am I supposed to care?” Points to her for sounding like she didn’t when, despite her concerns, anticipation flooded her system.
His dark eyes met hers. Searched hers for something. “I’d like to think you cared.”
“Isaiah Reynolds, wow, man, can I get your autograph?” one of the guys at the bar asked.
Angela accepted the interruption for what it was—an escape. She’d been a second away from saying she did care. Crap. What the hell did this mean? Was he free? Did he want to be with her?
One eager fan became a few others and soon Isaiah was thoroughly distracted. Angela focused on making the drinks for VIP before Z came over to ask what the holdup was.
A guy in her periphery waved a hand. She turned to get his order and froze. “Jerry?” Her stomach twisted.
Jerry, who couldn’t handle his volunteers, from the office. Her face ached with the effort it took to smile. In the years she’d worked as an advocate, no one from the office had ever come into the club. She’d gotten complacent and stopped looking over her shoulder. She wasn’t ashamed, but if Mr. Cooper found out, he’d use this as another example of her lack of commitment.
“Angela? I thought that was you.” Jerry licked his lips as he looked her up and down. “What are you doing?”
“Serving drinks.” Angela turned back to the printer and pulled out the next order of drinks from VIP. “What are you doing here?”
Dread coated every nerve. Jerry wasn’t only known for not being able to keep a handle on his volunteers, he also liked to stir up trouble in the office. There was no way he would walk out of here pretending he hadn’t seen her.
