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Authors: Erica M. Christensen
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and glance around the crowded place, couples of course, all dressed in jeans and long sleeve flannel shirts or white t-shirts, with cowboy hats and boots. I walk up to the bar and sit down on the seat, which is a horse saddle. It’s probably the coolest seat I’ve ever seen. But goodness is it awkward to sit on.
The bartender looks over and asks for my order. “Surprise me. Just make it strong, nothing girly either.”
She smiles. “Sure thing, sweetie,” she says in a raspy voice, like she smokes about eight packs of cigarettes day. “How does a nice double-shot of Jack and Coke sound?” the bartender asks as she slides it in front of me.
“Thank you.” I take sip.
“You here all by yourself, hon? You’re too pretty to be sittin’ alone at a bar on New Year’s Eve.” I look up at her and then back down at my drink. I don’t want to sit here and talk to this woman. Someone save me!
“Honey, I got all night. We can talk about it if you want to,” she kindly offers.
“I’m fine, really. But thank you.” I slurp down my drink and ask for another. I grab the second drink and walk over to the dance floor.
I’m young. I’m beautiful. I’m twenty-four. My mom was right. I have a whole life ahead of me and one of these days someone, somewhere, will come along and sweep me off my feet when I least expect it…I felt someone bump into me and a sudden shiver zips through my body, due to a nice icy cold beer that drenches my shirt along with my ice cold glass of Jack and Coke.
“OH MY GOD THAT’S COLD!” I yell.
“Oh! I’m so sorry! Here, take my shirt,” says a tall, dirty blond haired man with scruff on his face. I couldn’t help but be distracted by the tattoos that cover his beautiful muscly arms.
“Thank you!” I laugh, and grab his shirt and put it on. It was warm from his body heat, and smelled of delicious cologne, alcohol, and cigarettes.
“What’s your name, and what were you drinking? I’ll get you another one, Miss.”
“Double shot of Jack Daniel’s and Coca-Cola.”
He walks to the bar and places our order. Gets the drinks and then comes back over to me. “Let’s go set these down at the table over there, that way we don’t spill ’em,” he says over the loud music.
“Okay, I’ll meet you back here. I need to go to the lady’s room.” I head to the restroom.
When I come back, Sexy Tattooed Man is gone. Sure enough, there sits one lonely drink at the table we were just at and he’s nowhere to be found. I chug the drink and start dancing by myself to Blake Shelton singing “My Eyes . ” The music stops and everyone gathers around for the countdown.
“FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR!” Everyone shouts as it turns midnight. I feel a large hand grasp my shoulder and spin me around. A kiss is planted right upon my lips, okay it was more like a kiss was drunkenly slopped upon my lips. The kiss is absolutely horrific, but there was something about it I loved.
“HAPPY NEW YEAR! And will you tell me your name yet?” Sexy Tattooed Man yells over the cheering and the music. I’m completely caught off guard. This really may have been the most disgusting romantic thing that has ever happened to me.
“Addison, but you can call me Addi. What’s your name?”
“Lucas, but you can call me Luke.” He says with a slight smirk.
“It’s nice to meet you, Lucas.” I reach for his hand to shake it, but I feel my phone vibrate so I pull my hand back to see who’s calling, it’s Stephen. I tap ignore, put my phone back in my pocket, and reach out to shake Lucas’s hand. He grabs my hand and instead of shaking it, he puts his other hand around my back and he starts dancing with me.
“It’s nice to meet you too, Addison.” He looks nervous, and it’s hot. “I’m sorry, Addison, I normally don’t just go around kissing strangers and letting them go home in my shirts.”
“I find that hard to believe, it was all too suave.” I say
The bartender looks over and asks for my order. “Surprise me. Just make it strong, nothing girly either.”
She smiles. “Sure thing, sweetie,” she says in a raspy voice, like she smokes about eight packs of cigarettes day. “How does a nice double-shot of Jack and Coke sound?” the bartender asks as she slides it in front of me.
“Thank you.” I take sip.
“You here all by yourself, hon? You’re too pretty to be sittin’ alone at a bar on New Year’s Eve.” I look up at her and then back down at my drink. I don’t want to sit here and talk to this woman. Someone save me!
“Honey, I got all night. We can talk about it if you want to,” she kindly offers.
“I’m fine, really. But thank you.” I slurp down my drink and ask for another. I grab the second drink and walk over to the dance floor.
I’m young. I’m beautiful. I’m twenty-four. My mom was right. I have a whole life ahead of me and one of these days someone, somewhere, will come along and sweep me off my feet when I least expect it…I felt someone bump into me and a sudden shiver zips through my body, due to a nice icy cold beer that drenches my shirt along with my ice cold glass of Jack and Coke.
“OH MY GOD THAT’S COLD!” I yell.
“Oh! I’m so sorry! Here, take my shirt,” says a tall, dirty blond haired man with scruff on his face. I couldn’t help but be distracted by the tattoos that cover his beautiful muscly arms.
“Thank you!” I laugh, and grab his shirt and put it on. It was warm from his body heat, and smelled of delicious cologne, alcohol, and cigarettes.
“What’s your name, and what were you drinking? I’ll get you another one, Miss.”
“Double shot of Jack Daniel’s and Coca-Cola.”
He walks to the bar and places our order. Gets the drinks and then comes back over to me. “Let’s go set these down at the table over there, that way we don’t spill ’em,” he says over the loud music.
“Okay, I’ll meet you back here. I need to go to the lady’s room.” I head to the restroom.
When I come back, Sexy Tattooed Man is gone. Sure enough, there sits one lonely drink at the table we were just at and he’s nowhere to be found. I chug the drink and start dancing by myself to Blake Shelton singing “My Eyes . ” The music stops and everyone gathers around for the countdown.
“FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR!” Everyone shouts as it turns midnight. I feel a large hand grasp my shoulder and spin me around. A kiss is planted right upon my lips, okay it was more like a kiss was drunkenly slopped upon my lips. The kiss is absolutely horrific, but there was something about it I loved.
“HAPPY NEW YEAR! And will you tell me your name yet?” Sexy Tattooed Man yells over the cheering and the music. I’m completely caught off guard. This really may have been the most disgusting romantic thing that has ever happened to me.
“Addison, but you can call me Addi. What’s your name?”
“Lucas, but you can call me Luke.” He says with a slight smirk.
“It’s nice to meet you, Lucas.” I reach for his hand to shake it, but I feel my phone vibrate so I pull my hand back to see who’s calling, it’s Stephen. I tap ignore, put my phone back in my pocket, and reach out to shake Lucas’s hand. He grabs my hand and instead of shaking it, he puts his other hand around my back and he starts dancing with me.
“It’s nice to meet you too, Addison.” He looks nervous, and it’s hot. “I’m sorry, Addison, I normally don’t just go around kissing strangers and letting them go home in my shirts.”
“I find that hard to believe, it was all too suave.” I say
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