Abbi.
“It’s just that…”
“What girl? You can tell me.”
“What if he shoots me down, or isn’t interested? What do I do then?”
“Well, I will be the first to tell you that won’t happen because he hasn’t taken his eyes off of you all night, but if for some reason he does, then just smile and move on to the next one. That’s the great thing about this city. There’s more fish out there than there is water to hold them. Now look he needs a refill, so go work your magic.” Ashley gave her an encouraging look.
Ok she was going to do this. And God help her, if she fell on her face hopefully she wouldn’t look too stupid doing it. She plastered a big smile on her face and walked over to Jeff.
“Well hello gorgeous. Where have you been all my life?” Jeff looked her up and down.
“The same place I will be the rest of your life, in your dreams.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm. She made her best attempt to bat her eye lashes, but figured she just looked like she had dirt in her eye, as she grabbed a strand of her hair and twirled it around her finger.
“You’re dangerous, you know that?”
“How so?”
“Because you’re beautiful and you know it. Not to mention that mouth of yours. I don’t think anyone has quite put me in my place before like you have tonight. I like it.”
Oh hell, again she was at a loss for words. She could keep up the sarcastic remarks but what the hell do you say when someone says something like that to you. “Well I appreciate the compliment.” Yep, that was lame. “So would you like another beer?”
“Can I get it to go? Preferably with you?” she saw a look of hope in his eyes. For the first time the roles were reversed and she could see it happening right in front of her face. He thought she was going to turn him down.
“It’s possible, though not tonight because I have to close. But get me your number and maybe we can get together next week when I know my schedule.” Abbi merely choked on her words. Her mouth was so dry and not to mention her heart was thumping so hard in her throat she could barely breathe.
“Ok, it’s a date.” Jeff reached for a napkin as he scribbled down his number. “Don’t break my heart, beautiful.”
“Well I say. I would never.” Abbi said in a deep southern drawl.
Jeff smiled sliding her the napkin as she was stepping back away from the bar top with a shit eating grin. She looked up, Trent was standing at the top of the staircase leading up to the offices on the second floor. The look on his face sad that he was less than pleased. She watched him stalk through the door before slamming it shut. She flinched only at the thought, as the music was too loud to hear it slam.
As she looked back up she saw Jeff’s eyes turning back from the same spot she had been looking at.
“Having some boss issues?”
“I am not sure what his problem is tonight, maybe he’s having a hard time getting it out.”
Jeff looked at her with a confused and slightly disgusted look.
“The stick up his ass.” She laughed.
******
Trent stalked into the office. He slammed the door coming up to the second floor and then slammed the one going into the office. Screw it, no one was up here and no one would hear over the sound of the loud music.
He paced angrily across the floor of his office. There was no way this guy was coming into his bar and trying to take his things from him. He was never one to share his toys and he wasn’t going to start now. He knew it was unreasonable to have him thrown out. Hell, all he did was talk to her.
The images of Abbi and Blondie were flashing through his mind. The way she smiled. She didn’t smile like that with him. He could see the sway in her hips as she walked over to give him his beer. He could feel the anger burning up his face. Maybe he would go make some ridiculous claim and have the guy thrown out, after all it was his club, he could do whatever the hell he wanted.
He walked around his desk
“It’s just that…”
“What girl? You can tell me.”
“What if he shoots me down, or isn’t interested? What do I do then?”
“Well, I will be the first to tell you that won’t happen because he hasn’t taken his eyes off of you all night, but if for some reason he does, then just smile and move on to the next one. That’s the great thing about this city. There’s more fish out there than there is water to hold them. Now look he needs a refill, so go work your magic.” Ashley gave her an encouraging look.
Ok she was going to do this. And God help her, if she fell on her face hopefully she wouldn’t look too stupid doing it. She plastered a big smile on her face and walked over to Jeff.
“Well hello gorgeous. Where have you been all my life?” Jeff looked her up and down.
“The same place I will be the rest of your life, in your dreams.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm. She made her best attempt to bat her eye lashes, but figured she just looked like she had dirt in her eye, as she grabbed a strand of her hair and twirled it around her finger.
“You’re dangerous, you know that?”
“How so?”
“Because you’re beautiful and you know it. Not to mention that mouth of yours. I don’t think anyone has quite put me in my place before like you have tonight. I like it.”
Oh hell, again she was at a loss for words. She could keep up the sarcastic remarks but what the hell do you say when someone says something like that to you. “Well I appreciate the compliment.” Yep, that was lame. “So would you like another beer?”
“Can I get it to go? Preferably with you?” she saw a look of hope in his eyes. For the first time the roles were reversed and she could see it happening right in front of her face. He thought she was going to turn him down.
“It’s possible, though not tonight because I have to close. But get me your number and maybe we can get together next week when I know my schedule.” Abbi merely choked on her words. Her mouth was so dry and not to mention her heart was thumping so hard in her throat she could barely breathe.
“Ok, it’s a date.” Jeff reached for a napkin as he scribbled down his number. “Don’t break my heart, beautiful.”
“Well I say. I would never.” Abbi said in a deep southern drawl.
Jeff smiled sliding her the napkin as she was stepping back away from the bar top with a shit eating grin. She looked up, Trent was standing at the top of the staircase leading up to the offices on the second floor. The look on his face sad that he was less than pleased. She watched him stalk through the door before slamming it shut. She flinched only at the thought, as the music was too loud to hear it slam.
As she looked back up she saw Jeff’s eyes turning back from the same spot she had been looking at.
“Having some boss issues?”
“I am not sure what his problem is tonight, maybe he’s having a hard time getting it out.”
Jeff looked at her with a confused and slightly disgusted look.
“The stick up his ass.” She laughed.
******
Trent stalked into the office. He slammed the door coming up to the second floor and then slammed the one going into the office. Screw it, no one was up here and no one would hear over the sound of the loud music.
He paced angrily across the floor of his office. There was no way this guy was coming into his bar and trying to take his things from him. He was never one to share his toys and he wasn’t going to start now. He knew it was unreasonable to have him thrown out. Hell, all he did was talk to her.
The images of Abbi and Blondie were flashing through his mind. The way she smiled. She didn’t smile like that with him. He could see the sway in her hips as she walked over to give him his beer. He could feel the anger burning up his face. Maybe he would go make some ridiculous claim and have the guy thrown out, after all it was his club, he could do whatever the hell he wanted.
He walked around his desk
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