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Weston shook his head. “Always have a drink request. Someone is going to ask you what you want, and you should know automatically. I could give you something you don’t like or something full of alcohol, where one drink would knock you on your ass. You don’t want anything from that kind of guy.”
I blinked. “Right. I’ll take a Revolver.”
Weston’s eyebrows rose. “A beer?”
“Yeah? I like their Blood & Honey.” I arched an eyebrow. “Is that a problem?”
“No, just pictured you as a fruity-drink kind of girl.”
“I have two older brothers,” I said with a shrug. “Learned from the best.”
He considered that for a second before nodding. “Blood & Honey it is.”
Weston disappeared in the crowd near the bar while I looked for a table. Literally every surface in the entire place was full. It was so crammed that I could barely find wall space, let alone a table. After a few minutes, I gave up on finding an open spot and shifted into a corner, where I could watch the bar.
A minute later, Weston appeared with two beers. He passed one to me.
“Thanks,” I said, taking a good long sip to calm my nerves.
“Sure. No tables?”
“Nothing. We picked the right night, I guess. It’s slammed. I could barely walk around in here. How’d you get the beer so fast?”
“I know the bartender. Pete came into the studio some when I worked there.”
“Look at you, acting like a local.”
West grinned. “Sure. Me, a Lubbock local.”
“You skipped the line at the bar,” I reminded him.
He laughed. “I suppose I did. Now, it’s your turn.”
I drained my Blood & Honey. West arched an eyebrow at me.
I tipped the empty bottle at him. “Liquid courage.”
Then, I passed it back to him and headed to the bar. I felt ridiculous. But I thought about everything West had told me. I needed to work the bar like I would if I were at one of my events. I was hardly shy on a good day, but somehow, when it came to boys, I completely froze up. Just like I had under Weston’s gaze.
I squeezed my way to the front of the busy bar. I stared up at the chalk menu as if I were contemplating what to order. Then, I shifted to observe the people all around me. It was mostly guys, but none of them were looking at me. And I didn’t know how to get their attention. Suddenly, my throat closed, and I felt so very small. How had I thought I could do this? I wasn’t ready for this big of a step. I should go home and give up on finding a guy who was into me. Or get on Tinder and suffer through bad dates. I shuddered at that thought.
“What’ll you have?”
I jerked my eyes up as Pete, the bartender, looked directly at me. I’d been stuck in my own head and not even realized that it was my turn.
“I’m still deciding,” I told him.
He nodded at me. “Sure thing.” He pointed at the guy next to me. “You?”
“I’ll take a Miller Lite.” The guy glanced over at me as Pete went to grab his beer. “Hey, have we met before?”
I met his gaze and frowned, considering it. He did sort of look familiar. “Um, I’m not sure.”
“I’m sure I’ve seen you around.”
I tapped my lip, trying to place his face, but I saw so many faces at my job that they sometimes all blurred together. “I work at Wright Vineyard. Do you ever go by there?”
“That must be it,” he agreed. “I love that place.” He stuck his hand out. “I’m Cannon.”
“Nora,” I said, shaking his hand.
Pete plunked his drink down. “That all?”
Cannon pointed at me. “Whatever she’s having.”
“Oh,” I said in wonder. I’d thought that he was just being nice. Had he been…flirting with me? Had he ever actually seen me before? Was that a line? Wow, I was bad at this. “I’ll take a Blood & Honey.”
“Good taste,” Cannon said.
Pete brought the beer to me, and Cannon dropped cash on the bar.
“Um, thanks for this,” I said.
“No problem. Me and my buddies are playing pool. If you want to play a game, come join us.”
He winked at me and then disappeared.
A small thrill ran through me as I headed back to where Weston was waiting. I did a little jig as I walked back to him.
“Oh my God, I did it!” I twirled in place, nearly falling over in my heels.
Weston laughed and reached for me. “Someone bought you a drink?”
“Yes! He’s playing pool over there. Should I go talk to him again?”
