Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 82634 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82634 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
I mean, I’ve been thinking about them and then forcing myself not to. When I walked away from him, I felt his eyes on me. Only when I got to my table and went to say hello and hug Jeanie did I look back at the door and see that he was, in fact, looking at me. I turned back two seconds later, and he was gone. I searched the restaurant, but I can’t find him anywhere. I mean, I can’t find him in my part of the restaurant, but he could still be on the other side. Or maybe he’s in a special part of the restaurant that you need the key for. I grab my glass of wine and take a sip, putting it down.
“I have to go pee,” I say, grabbing my purse and scooting out of the bench seat. Luckily, I’m on the end.
“I can come with,” Jeanie says, and I shake my head.
“No, I’ll be fine,” I say, smiling at her. My heart is extremely light from all the smiling and laughing I’ve done tonight. I forgot all about moving away and why I had to move back. Being with my friends feels like I never left. I walk back to the front and look around for signs to the bathroom. I can’t find any, and when our waiter spots me, he comes over.
“Can I help you with anything?” he says with a smile. He’s been blatantly hitting on me all night. “I told you before that your wish is my command.”
I smile and look down, my hair falling to the front. “That is very kind of you,” I say as I tuck the hair behind my ear. “I’m just looking for the bathroom.”
“Follow me this way.” He turns and walks toward where the hostess was. The restaurant is packed, and I have to zigzag with him as we turn and pass a huge glass wine cellar. I finally spot the dark hallway.
I look to my right and spot my table. “I guess I took the long way,” I tell him as we pass the bar. “Thank you,” I tell him. Walking toward the darkened hallway, I pass the guys’ bathroom and then open the door to the women’s.
Two women walk out. “They play for the Dallas Oilers. Their captain is sex on a stick,” one of them says as I move aside for them to walk. Their hips sway a little bit too much, but they are both almost six-foot, so I guess they can pull off walking like they are on the catwalk. Entering the bathroom, I see a woman sitting down next to a table with everything you think you’ll need. I smile at her and walk to one of the stalls, going in and sitting down. When I finish and get up, I do my drunk test. If I can still touch my nose without giggling, then I’m good to drink a bit more. I want to be tipsy, just not drunk.
I walk out of the stall, going over to the sink and washing my hands. The woman gets up and hands me a brown paper towel. I smile at her, thanking her, and when I’m done, I take my lip gloss out and apply another coat. I hand the lady a five-dollar bill and walk out of the now empty bathroom. I’m closing my purse as I walk to my table and run smack into a chest. “Oomph,” I say right before two hands hold my arms. When I look up, I’m staring at the same blue eyes from earlier tonight. “Oh my god,” I say. “That’s twice tonight.” He just looks at me.
“You have a thing with not looking where you’re going.” He lets me go now, and I laugh.
“I was actually just closing my purse,” I tell him. “It’s all good.” I place the purse under my arm. He just looks at me and tucks his hands in his pockets. The bathroom door opens, and a guy comes out. He looks at me and then at the blue-eyed stranger.
“Sorry,” he says, and I move aside.
“Well, I’ll let you go,” I say, smiling at him. The wine plays a huge part in my courage for this conversation. “I have to ask.”
“What is that?” he says, and I can almost see a smirk on his lips.
“Was the key to a secret room?” I look at him, and it’s his turn to put his head back and boom out a laugh.
“Okay, I take that as a no.” I look past him. “Well, it was good bumping into you again. I’ll try to watch where I’m going from now on.” I nod at him, and all he does is stare at me, giving me tingles in my hands and just a bit of flutters in my stomach. Okay, fine, a lot, and when I walk past him, I get a whiff of his cologne, and I swear it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever smelled in my life.