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She giggles and takes the beer, nodding.
“Yeah, I know. I’m a huge fan, actually” she croons, offering her hand to me, “I’m Alex.”
I shake her hand, and we clink our bottles, and she looks around the room with a smile.
“This place is great! Thanks for getting us in. It’s making Izzie’s birthday pretty cool.”
I shake my head and flash her the grin that I know always makes ladies swoon, chuckling as I speak.
“No worries, doll. My pleasure. How old is Izzie anyway?” I ask, winking. “She never tells me anything.”
Alex laughs and nods, as she takes another drink and smiles at me.
“Yeah, that sounds like Izzie, all right. She’s twenty four.”
Twenty four?
Wait…shit. That means she must’ve been pretty young when she had Liam.
My eyes widen in surprise, and I put my beer down.
“Twenty four, seriously? So that would mean she had Liam when she was sixteen. Shit, that must have been rough.”
“Oh!” she gasps, shaking her head. “Liam isn’t her son. He’s her nephew.”
Her nephew? What the fuck?
“Her nephew? Really?”
“Mhm, her sister died right after having him,” she says matter-of-factly as she takes another sip. “Izzie raised him as her own.”
“Wow. That was really brave of her, considering she was young then.”
Alex nods and smiles warmly.
“Yeah, Izzie’s unbelievable. Liam’s dad has never been in the picture. So it’s been hard, but she makes it work. She loves that kid.”
“Yeah, I can tell. Wow.”
So she raised a kid all by herself, and that kid wasn’t even hers.
Shit, that’s heavy. And what kind of a scumbag runs out on his own kid, especially when something so tragic and life-changing happens?
I shake my head and down the rest of my beer, just as Izzie walks back into the VIP room. I smile at her when she sits next to me.
I must’ve been staring for a long time because she smirks at me and tilts her head, nudging my shoulder playfully and laughing softly.
“What are you looking at, you big oaf?”
I chuckle and nod my head at her as I smile, holding her gaze.
“Just the most beautiful girl in the room, is all.”
She chuckles awkwardly and turns away smiling, her cheeks blushing about five different shades of red. She takes another drink and fidgets with the glass, eyeing me up from the side.
Oh, she’s adorable.
“Hey, birthday girl,” I say as I stand up, taking her hand, “what do you say we go dance?”
