“I hope so. Thanks for keeping me updated.”
“Talk soon,” he says, hanging up.
I exhale and put my phone back into my bra.
“You look like you could use a drink,” I hear. I turn around to find Jace standing behind me once again.
“Do you usually eavesdrop on people’s conversations?”
“Relax. I didn’t hear anything. Your body language said it all. Have a drink with me.”
I narrow my eyes.
“Come on. I’m a pretty cool dude. Let me buy you a drink.”
I exhale again and look around. “Okay. One drink won’t hurt.”
He smiles again. “Wanna finish up here and I’ll meet you later?”
“Yeah. Hudson Grille on Peachtree. Do you know where that is?” I ask him.
He nods. “Sports bar. Okay.”
“One-thirty good with you?”
He grins. “See you then.”
I smile back before he walks off.
I hit my forehead and lean my head back. What the hell did I just agree to?
It’s been years since I’ve had drinks with a guy I was interested in.
It’s just drinks, and the game will be on, so we can watch that, too. It’s a win-win.
My therapist, Davy, and Mom will be happy.
Chapter Sixteen
Jace
I’m a little shocked she agreed. I feel like the girl’s been wound up so tightly she might combust. She looked hella stressed on that phone call, and while I was being honest, I couldn’t hear what she was saying, I still felt like I needed to rescue her.
Seeing her from afar was nice. I mean, she’s got a great body, but seeing her up close like that? She’s beautiful, man. I saw her jogging in place not too long ago, but it was through a tinted window.
Her freckles only add to her beauty. They’re not overwhelming, just scattered like stardust across her cheeks.
Her eyes are this gorgeous shade of brown flakes mixed with green specks. It makes me think of Granny Smith apples dipped in caramel.
I like this chick. We could be friends.
It would be nice to have a friend.
We could fuck, too.
That would also be nice.
After I unpack my groceries, I prepare some meat for supper tonight, letting it soak in a marinade before I get ready to meet her at Hudson’s.