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“You’re new here,” the bartender stated. I looked up from his arms and into his eyes. They were hazel, pretty, but not intoxicating.
Not like my cowboy’s smoke.
Wow, I was drunk.
“Just passing through,” I answered.
“Seen you around. Saw you a week ago, doll,” he stated.
I remained silent.
“Been waiting for you to come in here,” he said softly.
He was definitely flirting.
“You have?”
“Woman like you in a town like this? Yeah, doll. I have,” he murmured as his eyes dropped to my cleavage. I lost interest, and I did it at the right time because he was called away.
For the next hour, I left alone. He brought me another drink, winking at me again. I gave him a polite smile because it was a nice thing to do. Just when I was ready to close out, someone sat in the stool beside me.
His cologne made me want to vomit.
“Hey there,” he said. I turned to look at him, just my head, keeping my body straight forward. He was older than me, maybe by a year or two, dressed in a cheap suit that hung too loose on his body. His hair had too much gel in it, and there was a line of sweat over his brow.
He was trying too hard.
I said nothing.
“How you doing?” he asked, giving me a slimy smile that made the urge to vomit intensify.
How original.
“Fine,” I answered, keeping it short in the hopes he would leave me alone.
He didn’t.
For the next few minutes, the man peppered me with questions while his eyes got their fill of my body. He leaned in a little too close, pushed a little too hard. It made me uncomfortable—and suddenly, I felt more sober.
The bartender noticed.
“Everything good here, doll?” he asked me, his hazel eyes on the man beside me.
The man scoffed, putting his hand on my knee. “She’s doing just fine.”
I looked to the bartender, my eyes pleading. “Can you close me out?” I asked.
Those hazel eyes bounced from me to the man and back to me. “Sure thing.”
“You going somewhere?” the man asked.
“It’s getting late,” I answered, sweeping his hand from my body. I stood quickly, putting the stool between us.
“You need a ride?”
“No, thank you.”
The bartender came back. “Here you go, doll.”
