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We were surrounded by them.
They were good-looking, too.
Hell, it was kind of like we were on display with all of them seated around us. I couldn’t count the number of side glances thrown our way.
It was pretty fucking awesome for our egos, but none of the glances I was interested in.
“Nah,” I called. “Two drinks and that’s it. I’m not looking for anything more.”
“Come on,” Stretch moaned. “You’re starting to act like Yarder and Compass.”
“Responsible?” I chuckled.
“Boring,” Pirate slurred. “You’re being ducking boring.”
“Ducking?” I laughed. “You sure you don’t mean fucking?”
Pirate shrugged, “I mean, yeah, but I’m going with ducking.”
“Get this man another drink,” Dice hollered.
Jesus. I wasn’t boring, but I didn’t want to be the annoying group, hollering for waitresses and being obnoxious.
“Next chick who walks in, you have to buy a drink,” Cue Ball challenged.
My mouth opened to tell Cue to fuck off, but the words died in my throat.
Well, if this wasn’t fate slapping me in the face, I didn’t know what was.
Sloane walked into the bar with a woman next to her.
My Sloane from the elevator.
My Sloane.
“Be back later,” I mumbled. I pulled a fifty out of my pocket and dropped it on the table.
“I’ll come with you,” Pirate mumbled.
Hell no.
He struggled to stand, and I put a hand on his shoulder. He sank back down into his chair, and I stood. “I think I can handle this on my own, brother.”
There was no way in hell I was going to let any of these guys get close to Sloane.
I weaved around the tables and bellied up to the bar next to Sloane.
She asked the bartender for a menu, and I waited for her to notice me.
“I think I’m going to barf,” her friend moaned.
“You need to eat something, Dove. I swear to god, you lose all common sense when you drink. If you would have eaten something, you would have been fine,” Sloane scolded her. And this was where the name Dove had come from when she tried to lie to me about her name.
“Yes, Mother,” Dove moaned. She leaned forward and laid her cheek on the bar. Her eyes connected with mine, and a smile spread across her lips. “Hello, handsome man,” she slurred.
“Oh god,” Sloane whispered. She buried her head in her hands and didn’t look at me. “Can we please not hit on random men until we get some food in our stomachs?”
“We’ve got a bunch of food ordered if you want to come sit with us.”
