suggesting I just give her a pass and hope she comes back without giving us away?”
“No. I’m not a dumbass. Remember, if you go down I go down since you dragged me into this too!”
“Oh, I dunno. You and her have gotten pretty damn cozy over the last couple of weeks.”
“Fuck you.”
“That’s what you’re suggesting. Letting her go is fucking me!”
I am getting so dizzy from the back and forth between these two. “Enough! Jeez. I wasn’t suggesting you just let me go on my own. But forget it, just stop all that damn bickering.”
I fall back onto the bed. The more time with them, the more I realize how very wrong I was about those two. I see them less like lovers and more as siblings. They love each other so much, but they can only handle each other in doses. I lift my head and look back over at them. They are talking low so I can’t hear.
I just let my head fall back down and roll my eyes. It’s not long before the bed bounces and I nearly fly off of it.
“Get up, let’s go,” Jen says sitting on her knees beside me.
“Very funny, ” I say snarkily.
“Seriously, come on.”
“Where are we going?”
“Work!”
Sage
When Jen said work, I took it as we were going to the bar she worked at to just get out, maybe have a drink. I didn’t expect we would actually be working . It’s a tiny little bar compared to the ones I am used to going to with Amanda. When we arrived earlier, a few old people were the only customers here, but now it’s pretty packed. Jen and I have been bringing in cases and stocking the shelves for a few hours when the bartender comes back and throws us some aprons.
“I need you two out here, it’s getting a little crazy,” she says and walks back to the front. I tie the apron around my waist and then look up to Jen.
“This should be interesting,” she says with mischievous smile.
“You don’t think I can do it?” I question.
“Stocking the shelves is easy compared to making drinks and getting them to demanding people. It can get pretty tough,” she tells me.
“Have some faith.”
She just smiles and makes her way in the direction of the bar, me right on her heels. The other waitress takes over the floor, delivering drinks and leaves us to tend to the bar. My whole body zones in on Lynkin’s spot at the far end of the bar. With him guarding the exit, I know there is no chance in escape, not that I have any idea where I am if I did. I can’t help but take him in. His whole demeanor demands attention. He is a rare specimen. I am pulled from analyzing him when Jen starts explaining what goes with what and how the liquor is categorized.
“If you don’t know how to make something, there is a list of basic drink recipes right there.” She points to a clipboard under the register. “For the most part the people in here will order beer or straight drinks. They like their whiskey uncomplicated,” she says and starts taking down some orders.
I can do this. I look over the people at the bar and spot one waving me over. “I’ll take a Jack, neat.”
Alright, nothing to that at all just pour it into the glass. I walk over and grab a glass, then pour the amber liquid, and set it in front of him. I walk over to a woman waving me down and take her order. She doesn’t go easy on me at all.
“I need 3 slippery nipples, one fuck me blue, and 2 sex on the beach,” she hollers over the music.
If her drinks indicate anything, I know where her night is going. Sheesh. I know how to make a sex on the beach because I have watched them being made a million times at the country club for the slutty gold diggers that are there to pick out their next husband. But the others, not so much. I look through the list that Jen had pointed at and find the other two drinks. I hang the clipboard back on the nail and go to grab the glasses I need.
“No. I’m not a dumbass. Remember, if you go down I go down since you dragged me into this too!”
“Oh, I dunno. You and her have gotten pretty damn cozy over the last couple of weeks.”
“Fuck you.”
“That’s what you’re suggesting. Letting her go is fucking me!”
I am getting so dizzy from the back and forth between these two. “Enough! Jeez. I wasn’t suggesting you just let me go on my own. But forget it, just stop all that damn bickering.”
I fall back onto the bed. The more time with them, the more I realize how very wrong I was about those two. I see them less like lovers and more as siblings. They love each other so much, but they can only handle each other in doses. I lift my head and look back over at them. They are talking low so I can’t hear.
I just let my head fall back down and roll my eyes. It’s not long before the bed bounces and I nearly fly off of it.
“Get up, let’s go,” Jen says sitting on her knees beside me.
“Very funny, ” I say snarkily.
“Seriously, come on.”
“Where are we going?”
“Work!”
Sage
When Jen said work, I took it as we were going to the bar she worked at to just get out, maybe have a drink. I didn’t expect we would actually be working . It’s a tiny little bar compared to the ones I am used to going to with Amanda. When we arrived earlier, a few old people were the only customers here, but now it’s pretty packed. Jen and I have been bringing in cases and stocking the shelves for a few hours when the bartender comes back and throws us some aprons.
“I need you two out here, it’s getting a little crazy,” she says and walks back to the front. I tie the apron around my waist and then look up to Jen.
“This should be interesting,” she says with mischievous smile.
“You don’t think I can do it?” I question.
“Stocking the shelves is easy compared to making drinks and getting them to demanding people. It can get pretty tough,” she tells me.
“Have some faith.”
She just smiles and makes her way in the direction of the bar, me right on her heels. The other waitress takes over the floor, delivering drinks and leaves us to tend to the bar. My whole body zones in on Lynkin’s spot at the far end of the bar. With him guarding the exit, I know there is no chance in escape, not that I have any idea where I am if I did. I can’t help but take him in. His whole demeanor demands attention. He is a rare specimen. I am pulled from analyzing him when Jen starts explaining what goes with what and how the liquor is categorized.
“If you don’t know how to make something, there is a list of basic drink recipes right there.” She points to a clipboard under the register. “For the most part the people in here will order beer or straight drinks. They like their whiskey uncomplicated,” she says and starts taking down some orders.
I can do this. I look over the people at the bar and spot one waving me over. “I’ll take a Jack, neat.”
Alright, nothing to that at all just pour it into the glass. I walk over and grab a glass, then pour the amber liquid, and set it in front of him. I walk over to a woman waving me down and take her order. She doesn’t go easy on me at all.
“I need 3 slippery nipples, one fuck me blue, and 2 sex on the beach,” she hollers over the music.
If her drinks indicate anything, I know where her night is going. Sheesh. I know how to make a sex on the beach because I have watched them being made a million times at the country club for the slutty gold diggers that are there to pick out their next husband. But the others, not so much. I look through the list that Jen had pointed at and find the other two drinks. I hang the clipboard back on the nail and go to grab the glasses I need.
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