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Nodding, she grabs her bottle, raises it to her mouth, and pops it open.Whoa.
“To a different turn in the night!” She raises her bottle.
Smiling, I pop open my tequila and our bottles clink. “How did you meet your date?”
She groans, slamming her bottle on the table.
“That’s a long story.”
I ease back into my chair. “We have all night.”
“So, there’s this dating app I’m in, alright? Just for fun, you know? Who knows, I could meet someone interesting. Scrolling through, I get a match. He’s a cool guy, with two of the cutest puppies I’ve ever seen! And he’s a firefighter! What else could I want?”
Chuckling, I drink some more. “Reality is a bitch, isn’t it?”
“A big one! Here I was, thinking I’d finally met someone I could go out with. And what do I get? A jobless guy that doesn’t even have any puppies or any plans for his life! Someone that can’t even foot the bill for a dinner date he invited me to!”
“Don’t forget the part where he insisted he has to go with you for a nightcap,” I say, grinning.
She huffs. “That was the craziest part! Like, who does that?”
“A man you met on a dating site, that’s who. Why didn’t you just refuse him outright?”
“Well …” She hesitates as if picking the words to say. “Two reasons. I was sadder for the guy than annoyed. He’s pathetic, and no, it’s not society that made him that way. I just feel …” She lets her words drift off and my curiosity spikes.
“Feel what?” I lift my glass to my lips, studying her as I take another drink.
She sighs, before taking another big slug from her bottle.
“I feel he might have turned out better under different circumstances. He seemed like a nice enough guy online.”
“I see what’s going on here.” With a smirk, I pour myself another shot. “You’re trying to justify your bad date.”
“I… Maybe you’re right. Maybe it’s just my rotten luck with guys.” She shrugs, before finishing the last of her beer and opening the second bottle.
“I see. And what’s the second reason?”
“He’s a weirdo. I don’t like weirdos. I guess I was a little…?”
“Afraid?” I raise an eyebrow, filling in the gap.
She twirls her hair, looking away. “Maybe.”
Her neck, smooth and pale, looks very inviting. How would it feel to bury my lips in it? I’ve not had thoughts like these in a long time. Strange.
My hand reaches out to hers. She glances at my fingers on hers, then at me. I hold my breath, but she doesn’t turn away.
“Good thing I came along, yeah?”
“Yeah.” Looking away, she takes another swig.
Why would someone this pretty get a misogynistic date like Trevor? Earlier, when I sat behind them, I found myself listening to their conversation. It was obvious Noelle wasn’t having much of a good time. It wasn’t my business, so I didn’t want to butt in at first. But the asshole went too far.
“What’re you thinking about?” She circles a finger on my hand.
Her touch gives me shivers from within. My nerves tingle in response to her finger’s movement. I sip.
“Nothing much. Just my crazy awesome luck tonight.”
