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“What?”
“You should save that for when you see her. Seriously, that was probably your best and worst speech.”
“Why the worst?”
“Well, for one, you said it to me. She should really be in the room. If you try it again, you’ll just fuck it up. Second, since when did you start wearing panties?”
“Excuse me?”
“That was by far the most flowery speech I’ve ever heard from one man. Seriously, you can’t walk around pretending you don’t have a dick.”
“Harsh,” I grumbled. “I was just saying what I truly feel. Since when is that a bad thing?”
“Uh…since you’re not like that and it’s making me question everything about you.”
“Love will do that,” I snapped. “I can’t just turn off this spigot free flowing with love for her. I can’t pretend my heart isn’t bleeding every day we’re apart. My head is overflowing with thoughts of her, and when I close my eyes at night, she’s the only one I see. Except, she usually has a bomb strapped to her or she’s hugging a rapist. But that’s beside the point. She’s all I see. I can’t turn that off.”
He cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably. “Again, you’re sharing a little too much. I’m not sure we should go to the bar.”
“Why not?”
“Because if you start talking like that, I’m gonna take you out back and beat the shit out of you.”
I huffed out a laugh. “Like you could beat my ass.”
“I could and I will. Seriously, bring back my friend with balls that went around shooting people and saying shit likewhere’s my beer.”
“I’m pretty sure I don’t sound like that.”
“That’s not the point. If you’re going to wallow in your beer, then you can go home. But if you want to strategize how to get your woman back, let’s do that, because I really don’t want to have to kill you.”
I rolled my eyes at his dramatics. I wasn’t that bad. We pulled into the parking lot of the bar and parked. I slammed the door as I got out, stomping inside. After snagging a bar stool, I glanced to my right, seeing a woman with brown hair and blue tips. I stared at her just a moment too long, and then her friend leaned in to whisper, most likely about me. The woman turned, but she looked nothing like my Sarah.
Sighing, I ordered a beer and stared at the bar top, feeling even more depressed than just a moment ago. How was I going to keep going, always seeing her face? It just wasn’t fair.
“You said you wouldn’t wallow,” Red muttered.
“Wrong. I didn’t answer you.”
“That’s the same fucking thing as an answer,” he snapped. “When I tell you you can’t wallow and you don’t answer, I take that as an affirmative response. Otherwise, you should have stayed in the truck.”
“That’s not how it works!” I argued.
“Jake,” he said, turning to the bartender. “Tell me if I’m right or wrong. I tell you there’s no wallowing allowed. If you don’t answer, I can take that as an agreement, correct?”
He frowned as he continued to dry a glass. “That depends. Are we in private or public?”
“Public.”
“Yeah, that’s definitely an acknowledgment of agreement.”
“In what way?” I argued.
“In every way. Everyone knows you’re not allowed to go into public and embarrass your friends by acting like a big baby around them.”
“I’m not a big baby,” I muttered.
Jake leaned on the bar, leaning down to whisper. “Look, it’s clear that some chick dumped you. That sucks, but this is a place for people to get drunk and forget—not listen to some beefcake pouting about the love he lost.”
