“Are you the right people?” Riley asked.
“We’ll see.” I looked around, but didn't see Shane or his brother, Wade. "Are you here alone?”
"No, I'm with Amber," she said, pointing to a luscious blonde near the dance floor, talking to two guys.
"She's cute," I said.
"I can introduce you, if you like?"
"Her friends might not like that," I said, nodding to the two guys.
"Do you care?"
I grinned. "Nope."
"I didn't figure you for the type to back down from competition."
"Who says they’re competition?”
She smirked. "Well, if we ever get our drinks, I'll make the introduction, and the games will begin."
"The game has already begun, hasn't it?" I said, staring into her emerald eyes.
She lifted a curious eyebrow. "Is that what this is? A game? Are you keeping score?” She bit her lip, squinting into my eyes. “Maybe you’re trying to win both of us.”
"I'm not opposed, but I think one will do.”
"Which one?" she asked coyly.
The bartender finally arrived. "What will it be?"
"She’ll have a…"
"Cosmopolitan and an apple-tini.”
"A glass of Wild Fury whiskey, if you’ve got it. Rocks.”
The bartender worked his magic.
"What about my brother?" Riley asked. "Isn't that against bro code?"
“I’m just talking to you. Nothing wrong with that. Besides, I like to think I’m a decent, upstanding gentleman. You could do worse.”
“I’m sure I could.”
"But I guess that leaves me no choice but to date your friend. Wouldn’t want to upset Shane.”
She sneered at me playfully.
The bartender slid the drinks across the counter. I gave him a wad of cash and told him to keep the change. He smiled appreciatively and dropped the tip in the jar.
“I guess you’re the right person to know around here,” she said as she lifted her glass.
“The job comes with certain perks.”
She toasted, “To perks.”
We clinked glasses and sipped our beverages. Her full lips stained the glass.
