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I looked over to the lady from behind the bar holding my margarita in a hurricane glass and a large plate of nachos.
Panic crawled through me as I looked around the room.
“Over here,” Blue Eyes called from his table. “She’s sitting with us.”
“Okay then.” The waitress marched toward them.
I eyed them with my best glare, but Blondie just winked.
They were going to make me suffer. I knew it.
Deep breath.
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“Thank you,” I said sheepishly, feeling their stares on me. I squirmed from the heat clinging to me once again. I climbed up on the stool, the plate of nachos in front of me, but I reached for the Margarita first, my hands shaky as I did so. I was never good with confrontation, or with guys in general. I was a mumbling mess in fact. And I’d never in all my life had two men as divine as these two take interest in me. Ever. So, having them look at me like I was their dessert had butterflies in my stomach beating their wings a bit too hard at the moment.
I took a big mouthful of the margarita, its delicious iciness sliding down my throat. I needed the alcohol to kick in fast. Maybe the trick was to pretend my previous encounter with them didn’t exist. Pretend they were just friends and not the hottest guys I’d seen in my entire life.
“So, how’d you manage to score a table? This bar is crazy busy. Look at this place.” Oh gosh, I was rambling. I drank some more. Who was I kidding… I couldn’t pretend I was sitting with ordinary people and that I didn’t want them. These two were the farthest thing from ordinary with their perfect faces, perfect kissable lips, perfect muscular bodies. And all I could picture was them against me.
Was my face burning up again?
I settled back in my seat to glance out the window, unsure where to look, trying to be cool.Please, just clear up long enough for me to get home.
The seat under me started to tilt backward.
Fear speared through my chest as my arms flayed outward to grasp the table, my eyes wide.
Blondie’s hand lashed out and snatched my arm, pulling back up. “I got you.”
“Oh, crap.” I burst into a nervous laugh. Oh my god, kill me now.
“It was the only table left,” he finally answered with a smile. “But if you don’t like it that much, we can find another?” He swept a lock of his slightly too long hair off his brow. His voice was like candy… sweet, and I knew if I listened to him too long, I’d grow a new addiction. “I’m Max by the way. And this is my friend, Danny.”
They both regarded me with welcoming smiles while I collected the Margarita for another gulp to help settle the inferno inside me.
“I’m Isabelle. But my friends call me Belle,” I murmured. “You know like Belle in Beauty and the Beast.”
“So, your parents named you after a Disney cartoon?” Max asked, mirth behind his words as he smirked.
“No, no,” I replied quickly. “I don’t even know why I said that, it just slipped out.” What was wrong with me? I needed to shut up. Yes, that was a good plan.
“You’d be happy to know I was named after a famous dog,” Max added seriously before swinging back a gulp of his beer from the bottle.
“A dog!” I blurted, staring at him incredulously.
Danny started laughing, the sound raising the hairs on my arms in all the best way. He nudged his friend. “Don’t exaggerate. His name is really Maxwell.” He looked at me with a bright smile, his white teeth beaming, his smile hinting at an easygoing nature, I could easily just listen...and look at them all day. “His younger sister used to call him Max after a TV show with a talking dog called Max, so the nickname just stuck.”
“Yep, my name came from a famous dog.”
I laughed, while they helped themselves to their bucket of wings. Maybe sharing a table with them wouldn’t be so bad, and I helped myself to my nachos.
“Were you both in L.A. for holidays? Visiting friends? A girlfriend?” I asked, drowning in the rest of the Margarita, hiding behind the glass. Why couldn’t I stop saying crap? And this was why I didn’t go on dates because I jammed my foot in my mouth constantly.
“No. Yes. And no,” Danny responded. “By the way, you’re super cute when you’re nervous. Guess it takes one to snow one.”
I lowered the glass to meet his divine blue eyes, unsure if I just heard wrong. “Snow one?”
