Page 55 of Drunk on Love

“I’m sorry, Matt. I should get home. It was lovely to meet you, though. Really.”

Matt stepped back and smiled at her.

“It was lovely to meet you, too.” He pulled a card out of his pocket. “Just... just in case you change your mind.”

She smiled at him.

“Thanks. Have a good day tomorrow.”

He nodded.

“You, too. Maybe I’ll stop by that winery of yours sometime.” She knew that was her cue to give him her card.

She didn’t do it.

“I hope you do,” she said instead.

She watched him walk away, then went back into the Barrel.

“Excuse my language, but what the fuck are you doing here?” Sydney asked her when she sat back down at the bar.

“He kissed me,” she said.

Sydney raised her eyebrows.

“And?”

“And nothing. Just... nothing.” Margot sighed. “A perfectly nice, nothing kiss.”

Sydney looked at her.

“And are you sure that nothing wasn’t because of you-know-who?”

Margot stared down at the bar, and then back up.

“It wasn’t about him in the way you mean. It’s not like I’m saving myself for him, or anything like that. But... I knew immediately, as soon as he kissed me, that it would be good with him. That it would be great with him. That first kiss, it was... My whole body responded to him. And so when I know it can be like that, why waste my time with a kiss that feels like nothing? Why waste Matt’s time when I felt nothing?”

Sydney pursed her lips.

“I don’t think Matt would have thought his time was wasted.”

Margot pursed her lips right back.

“And doesn’t that make it worse?”

“Point taken.” Sydney lifted her hands in surrender. “Oh well. You tried.”

Margot dropped her head to the bar.

“Yeah. I tried,” she said.God damn it.

She pulled herself upright and shrugged.

“Okay. I’m going to walk home now.”

Sydney shook her head.

“Oh no you’re not. Not with that look on your face. Stay here while we close up. I’ll drive you home when I’m done here.”

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