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Where are you?
The wave of embarrassment bowls me over again. I debate not answering him. Maybe it’s for the best if we don’t see each other. I don’t want to face his anger and he probably thinks I’m a stalker-clinger. A quick rupture is probably best.
But I can’t ignore him. I can’t be a coward. We’ve been friends for months now. I think he deserves better than to be left hanging. I need to face the music.
I’m having drinks at the Inner Harbor. I’ll head back to the hotel.
He replies not even a minute later.Stay there. I’ll come to you and walk you back.
I shake my head.No need. I can walk back. It is not that far.
He insists. It’s not safe. I’ll come to you. Tell me where you are.
Ugh, he’s going to be difficult.Jax, I can take an Uber then.
Tell me where you are, Saona.
I’m annoyed when I drop him a pin to the spot.
Tyler offers me a smile. “You don’t look relaxed anymore.”
“I’m fine.”
I’ve about had it with these fucking perceptive bartenders.
Ten minutes later, Jax strolls through the door and out go all my thoughts. He looks mouthwatering in his black T-shirt, blue jeans, and pissed off look.
“How’d you get here so fast?”
He leans on the counter next to me, gazing from my empty drink glass to my face. “I took the Circulator. It’s the free bus that goes around downtown.”
“Oh.”
He eyes the bags on the floor next to me. “You’ve been busy.”
My sweet angel Tyler saves me from answering. “Can I get you anything?”
“I’ll have a Cognac neat.”
Tyler nods and turns to me with a smile, pointing to my glass. “Can I bring you another Between the Sheets?”
I nod.
“Must be a damned good drink. You drank all of it.”
I can’t tell if he’s making a joke.
“Of course, it is. Between the Sheets won two awards last year,” Tyler says on his way to the other end of the bar.
Jax looks like he wants to kill me. We sit in silence until Tyler returns with our drinks. He also places the receipt in front of Jax. “The lady’s drink is on the house.”
I ignore the accusatory look in Jax’s eyes and thank Tyler. Jax takes his cognac in one shot.
“I can’t drink mine but I don’t want to be rude, since he gave it to me.”
Jax takes my drink in his hand, drinks it all, and places a ten-dollar bill on the counter. “Come on, let’s head back.”
He carries most of my bags as we maneuver around the large number of people in the Inner Harbor. The silence between us is killing me and since I fucked up, I bite the bullet.
