AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Chapter Two
Abel
––––––––
“So, how is it?”
“It’s really quite good, actually.” Finley smiles at the drink in her hand.
“Good, I’m glad you like it.” I chuckle when she goes in for a second drink almost immediately.
I don’t know what possessed me to come back into this bar, but there’s something about this girl. Something that instantly intrigued me the moment we locked eyes earlier. Had it not been for my brothers I’d likely have sat down right then and there. It sure as hell would have been better than listening to them lecturing me about how I need to grow up and get a real job for the better part of an hour.
They’ve never understood my love of music. I’d rather play in a dirty bar for a couple hundred bucks a night than get a real job any day. At least then I’m doing what I love.
“So, tell me about yourself,justFinley.” I tilt my beer bottle to my lips and take a long pull.
“Not much to tell.” She shrugs, setting her drink on the bar.
“Now why don’t I believe that? Pretty girl like you, sitting all alone in a bar in the middle of the week. There has to be a story there.”
“No story. I’m about as uninteresting as they come.” She smiles but it doesn’t quite reach her eyes.
“I doubt that. Come on, tell me something.”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know, what do you like to do for fun? Where do you work? How do you take your coffee?”
“My coffee?” She cocks a brow, her green eyes giving off an almost glow under the dim bar lighting.
“You know, so I know what to order when I run out for coffees in the morning,” I joke, the statement coming across more arrogant than I intend for it to. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize how bad that would sound until I said it out loud.” I shake my head, laughing at myself.
To my relief, an amused smile slides across her lips. “Black, two sugars.”
“Black, two sugars,” I repeat.
“How do you take your coffee?”
“I don’t drink coffee.” I shake my head. “I’m more of an energy drink person.”
“Those things are awful for you,” she points out.
“Isn’t everything?”
“Good point.” She sighs, shaking her head in agreement.
“And for fun?”
“You mean what do I like to do for fun?” she clarifies, reaching for her glass.
I nod, watching her take a slow drink.
“Read.” She draws slightly into herself before her eyes come back to mine. “Told you I was boring.”
“Reading doesn’t make you boring,” I disagree. “What kinds of things do you like to read?”
“Everything.” She smiles, and for the first time it seems genuine. “I love romance and suspense, paranormal and drama. Pretty much, if it has a good story line, I’ll read it.”
