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This feels off.
I’m not on my game. Something is seriously wrong with this picture.
No.
Abort mission.
There’s to be no sex with Juliet Drinkwater under any circumstance. Take it off the table, right now.
She’s my next-door neighbor, for fuck’s sake.
The only thing that’s sure to come out of this is a neighborhood disturbance.
We walk past a storefront window display; it’s a tower of fresh flowers, and she stops to look at it. “Hen, look how beautiful.” She slides her arm in under my coat jacket and puts it around me. She pulls me close as if it’s the most natural thing in the world.
The disturbing thing is, it feels like it is.
Juliet
I feel Henley straighten beneath my arm and pull away from me. I glance up at him in question. “What?”
“What, what?” he replies curtly.
“Why did you just do that?”
“Do what?” He stares straight ahead at the window display, seemingly annoyed.
“Never mind.”
“Did you still want to grab a drink before we go?” I ask.
“If you want.”
“Where shall we go?”
He looks down the street. “There’s a bar over there.”
“Looks good.”
We make our way over to the bar and take a seat at the bench table by the window. It’s eclectic and moody, with a huge bar in the middle.
“Would you like a drink?” he asks.
“Yes, please.”
He raises an impatient eyebrow. “Such as?”
Gone is the playful and touchy man that was just here. Mr. Mercurial is now in his place.
“A margarita, please.”
Moments later he returns with two drinks, a margarita for me and an amber fluid for him. “Oh, what’s that?” I ask as he sits down at the table.
“Scotch.”
“Hmm, didn’t imagine that you’d be a scotch drinker.”
Amusement flashes across his face. “What did you think I would drink?”
