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“Are you hungry?” Colby asks, and I realize I’ve zoned out. “I can grab take out and bring it back.”
“I’m okay. I ate before we opened.”
My gaze drifts towards the door when I hear the bell chime. Another customer comes in, and she sits a few seats down. I head over to greet her, and she orders a glass of wine. She casts her eyes to Colby and flashes him a smile. Then she stands and closes the distance between them. There had been four bar stools separating them, and now there are none. My skin heats with irritation as I narrow my eyes at her and hand her the wineglass. Jealousy doesn’t sit well with me, but I can’t help it.
Colby clears his throat and gives her a polite smile, but that’s all she gets, because he turns back to me. He sips his water and rests his elbows on the tabletop. “If I ask you to make me something, will you make sure it’s actually palatable this time?”
I raise an eyebrow, stifling a smug grin. “I guess you’ll have to find out.”
The girl sitting next to him tosses me a disgusted look that I ignore. I know his eyes are on me, and she doesn’t deserve my attention. I place it on a coaster in front of him and he runs his tongue along the top of his teeth, smirking.
Colby winks at me, taking a sip of his drink. “Musky,” he rasps.
My cheeks heat, knowing he means something else entirely.
“How’d you know old-fashioneds are my favorite?”
I shrug. “Lucky guess.”
“Oh, who doesn’t love an old-fashioned?” The woman chimes in. “They’re a perfect vacation drink.”
“Would you like me to make you one, ma’am?” I plaster a fake smile and use a fake polite voice.
“Sure, thanks.”
As I make her a drink, my teeth grind. Her hand runs along Colby’s arm while she whispers something, but I’m too flustered to comprehend or hear her. I want to claw her eyes out, even though he isn’t mine. He should be mine, and I don’t want her near him. This possessiveness is something new. I try to shake it off before I appear overbearing. I’ve just promised him we were friends only, yet I’m acting like an insecure girlfriend. What would that even look like? Being the girlfriend of a biker gang member? Surely, he has lots of girls he fucks. I’d never be the only one, even if I was his main one. That’s how it works, doesn’t it? And look at me, I can’t even handle a girl flirting with him.
Colby moves his arm away, and she gives him a pouty face. “When does Mac get in?” He asks, ignoring Miss Attention Getter. I force myself not to smile as satisfaction pours over me.
“Any minute.” He stands and moves, so there are now two seats between him and the woman. I can’t help but smile at the gesture.
He’s mine, bitch.
“Do you think he will let you leave early since it’s dead?”
I lean on the bar and place my head in my hands. “Why? You want to take me out for a spin on your bike?”
“Oh! You have a motorcycle?” The girl I wanna kill asks.
I huff and stand upright. Placing my hand on my hips, I say, “Hasn’t he made it painfully obvious? He isn’t feeling what you’re putting out.” She’s released my sassy side.
She scoffs. “Please. Like he is feeling you.”
“He has felt me. On his bike, in his bed, and on his kitchen counter.”
Colby tilts his head back and bursts into laughter. He holds his stomach as he continues, and the girl turns red with embarrassment.
“I never would have pegged you for the jealous type, sunshine.”He pulls out his wallet and hands me cash to close out his tab, but I refuse to take it.
Mac’s footsteps stomp behind me, making his presence known. “Mac? Can I head out? We’re dead in here.”
“Whatever, but if we get busy, and I call, you better get your ass back here.” Mac glares at Colby and I grab my purse from the lockbox under the bar. We hurry out before he changes his mind.
