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“My tie?” It was a light green, one he wore often, favoring the color.
“Yeah, he’s supposed to be wearing a green tie. That’s vague enough, but what shade of green? There’s so many, and then so many men in here with green ties.”
He nodded as he listened to her ramble on about ties. She was animated when she talked, and he found himself enjoying it and her company. Normally he carried the conversations but didn’t feel the need to with her.
“Sorry,” she said suddenly.
“For what?” He tilted his head, trying to figure out what happened.
“I always talk too much. It’s a fault of mine and annoys people.” She sipped her beer as though that was making it all better because she couldn’t talk.
“Oddly enough, I was enjoying your speech on ties and the various colors of green.”
“Liar,” she said but then grinned up at him.
“I am in a position where I don’t want to be the only one talking but I seem to always be doing just that. Having someone I don’t need to pretend I want to do all the talking with is refreshing.”
“Well, flattery will get you everywhere,” she laughed. “Except my bed.”
“Got it. Not sleeping together tonight.”
She shook her head but laughed.
“Excuse me, are you Jenna?” A man in a poor-fitting suit stood next to her.
Still facing him, he could see the indecision on her face as she looked back at who had to be Kyle. He looked like a jerk and was definitely older than both of them.
Finally, she answered, “I am. Are you Kyle?”
He nodded and then didn’t even bother to hide it as he checked her out from head to toe. “Must be my lucky night. You are stunning.”
Owen rolled his eyes and sipped his scotch. This guy was going to get nowhere with her and he was interested in watching it happen.
“Sorry, if you were looking for a hookup, let me save you the time. I won’t be sleeping with you for at least a few months, if you last that long.”
Thank God he had already swallowed his drink or he would have choked on it again. Owen let a small smile sneak out as he watched Kyle try to decide what to say to that.
“Months?” Kyle asked, the shock evident on his face.
“At least three, maybe six,” Jenna confirmed.
“Umm, well, I,” Kyle stammered and pulled at his collar.
Taking pity on him, Owen jumped into the conversation. “Dude, just cut your losses and find a new bar and date.”
Kyle seemed to just register his presence as his gaze slid to Owen. “I mean, it’s not that we had to tonight, but like, that’s a long time.”
Owen just shook his head. “Go on.”
Kyle seemed slightly relieved as he spun and disappeared into the crowded bar.
“You really should have let him sweat it out a bit longer.”
“Couldn’t. The man looked like he was going to pop before he ever managed a sentence.”
“A pity he was only looking to get laid. I’m never letting my sister set me up again. Where’d she even meet him?”
Owen laughed. “He looks like a used car salesman, and not a very good one.”
