Page 18 of Creed

Creed grabbed his napkin and wiped his mouth before placing it on the table and looking at her.

“I’m with you about that one. Karma better come back and bite him in the ass.”

“Oh, it will. I can almost guarantee it. She’s never been faithful.”

After dinner, Creed paid for their meals, helped her up from her chair, and held her hand as they left the restaurant.

After she got into his truck, she slipped off her shoes and started rubbing her feet. She saw Creed shake his head.

“What? I did warn you that these heels would hurt my feet.” She smiled.

“Then why wear them?”

She crossed her arms and gave him a pointed look.

“Do you like them?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because they’re sexy—”

“Bingo!”

Creed laughed. “I get it.”

“I thought you might.”

“I may be a man, but I’m not stupid,” he grinned.

“I think that’s called a contradiction.”

“Damn, woman, say what you think,” he said with a chuckle.

Abbie laughed. “Sorry. Couldn’t resist.”

“I’ll remember that the next time you need a piggyback ride.”

As he drove them to Dewey’s, she couldn’t help but hope they’d go out again. Sure, they talked about it, but the night wasn’t over yet. He could change his mind or she could change hers.

Creed pulled into the parking lot of Dewey’s and found a spot close to the doors. He parked and looked over at her.

“I’m a little disappointed that I was able to park so close.”

Abbie laughed. “Me too.”

He chuckled. “Come on, sweetheart, let’s go have a good time.”

“I’m ready.”

They entered the bar and came to a stop inside the door. They looked at each other then back at the crowd. Creed took her hand.

“Let’s get through this and try to find a couple seats.” He led her through the crowd.

Luckily, when they reached the bar, they found two empty stools and quickly took them. Creed waved at a bartender to get her attention, then with a smile, she headed for him.

“Creed, it’s so good to see you.”

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