My eyes closed as I tried to keep my feelings in check. If she only knew how much I would love to go shopping and splurge on two hundred-dollar shoes and purses and go out every single weekend and party.
“Annie, you’ve never spent a day hungry in your life. If you had, you’d be more like me.”
The music got louder as I heard Annie laugh and say something to someone. “I’m talking to my best friend, you’d love her!”
“What did you say, sweetie? I was flirting with this good-looking football player, who I’m pretty sure needs to be between you and your sheets.”
A giggle slipped from my lips as I shook my head. “I don’t remember the last time I had sex.”
“Paislie, please!”
My eyes roamed my empty apartment. If I didn’t go out, I would end up making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and watching HGTV until I fell asleep.
“Fine. Where are you?”
“Oh. My. God! Did you say yes?”
Loosening my hair from the ponytail, I headed to my bedroom. “Yes, what should I wear?”
Annie screamed into the phone causing me to pull it from my ear. “Do you remember that little blue dress we bought a few months back?”
My eyebrows pinched together as I walked into my beautiful, oversized, empty walk-in closet. I had three dresses hanging up on one side all by their lonesome. “Yep, I’m looking at it right now.”
“Wear that, put your hair up, and wear those strappy heels we just bought.”
I groaned at the idea of putting those bitches back on. “Fine.”
“Sunset Row Bar! Hurry!”
The line went dead before I even had a chance to ask her if I should drive or not.
With a shrug, I called a car service and said I would be ready in fifteen minutes. Tossing my phone on the bed, I stripped my clothes off and walked over to my dresser. Pulling it open, I rummaged through my panties. I’d give anything to put on a pair of boy shorts, but the nude lace thong was picked instead.
“Where is that matching bra?” I spoke out loud. I’d gotten into the habit of talking to myself shortly after my father dropped me off at Saint Patrick’s Orphanage. It was the only way to keep myself sane. Talking to God and myself.
Spotting the bra on the chair in my reading nook, I smiled. “There you are!”
Slipping the dress on, I pulled my hair up and applied a small amount of make-up before grabbing a clutch and heading back into the living room.
Princess was perched on her kitty condo cleaning herself. She barely acknowledged the fact that I walked by her.
I moaned as I slipped the Michael Kors shoes back on, that according to Annie, I got for a steal. “I’m going out, Princess. Be good while I’m gone!”
After paying the stupid cover to get into the Sunset Row Bar, I made my way over to the bar and waited in line for a drink.
Me: I’m here. At the bar getting a Bud Light.
It wasn’t thirty seconds later and Annie was texting me back with my first mistake of the night.
The BFF: No! Don’t order a beer. What is wrong with you? Get something fruity for Pete’s sake!
“What can I get you, pretty lady?”
My eyes looked up to find the handsome bartender smiling at me. Pushing a stray piece of brown hair behind my ear, I flashed him a smile and replied, “A Dos Equis with a lime please. Got to get my fruit in.”
His eyes lit up as he gave me a quick once over. The sexy smile that spread wider across his face caused my chest to warm up. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here before,” he said as he opened the beer and pushed a lime on the rim.
Okay, Paislie, it’s time to get your flirt on. “Never been here before.”