Page 69 of Love Unforgettable
“That’s a beautiful piece of jewelry there,” I say.
“And Remi is in love for the first time,” Kat continues. “With the big baby.”
“What, are you telling him our whole lives stories?” Remi asks.
“She tells the stories, I tell the secrets.” Mavis’ little head appears, from behind the bar. “Here, first wine.” She pours herself a large glass, the sets the bottle near us on the bar, and takes a long drink from her glass, finishing half before taking a breath. I think I’m impressed.
“Glasses, Mavis,” Remi says.
“Oy. Such terrible service, this place. But beautiful, no?” Mavis sets out three more glasses and pours wine in each of them.
“The remodel is amazing. Even better than I could have hoped. I can’t wait to see it during the day,” Kat says.
“Is Mavis helping you guys?” Lexie asks as she walks by behind the bar to grab something.
She’s so composed back there. So sure of herself. Looking almost regal even with her pink hair.
I take a sip of whatever Mavis poured in my glass. Pleasantly surprised to find that I like it. I’ll be the first to tell you that I am not a wine drinker, I’m a whiskey guy through and through. But whatever I’ve got here is right nice. Smells good too. Different. Fruity.
“What do you think?” I look up to see Lexie standing in front of me. Practically bouncing on her toes. Her eyes wide with anticipation. “I know you aren’t much of a wine drinker. Especially since you drink Jack and Coke with a steak. Sacrilege by California standards.”
“That right? Well, I gotta tell you, darlin’, this is damn good.”
“Wow, have I been downgraded from sweetness already?” Her voice lowers slightly, and she looks down at the counter.
Get on that, buddy.
“Nope. No way.”
Good start. Keep talking.
“You most definitely have not been downgraded, sweetness,” I say.
She looks back up, eyes sparkling. “Good, I kinda like it when you call me that.”
I blink my eyes in surprise, then give her a half smile in response and wink. My winks have been known to really wow the ladies in the past. ‘Course those were Texas ladies and these ones out here seem like a whole new breed.
She smiles and turns to walk toward the busier end of the bar again, looking back once at me.
Well, holy hell.
If I wasn’t gone for her before, I most definitely am now.
