Page 43 of Her Braun
“What will I have to do to get a drink around here?”
Laughing she lifted her head to take a look at the room and froze.
There was a man standing at the bar across the room and he was looking at her.
It was a heart stopping moment later that she realized it was Gibson!
He'd mentioned that he was going to a wedding over the weekend, but he hadn't said that the wedding was in Chicago.
Not that it was an issue.
She hadn't told him she was headed to Chicago either.
He certainly stood out in the crowded bar. While the doctors who were there were all wearing suits and dressed to impress, the suit that Gibson was wearing fit him well.
Very well.
Okay, who was she kidding. He looked good in anything he wore, but a suit?
Kay really regretted that she didn't have a cold drink to lift and touch her cheek to cool down with.
He was hot.
Gibson lifted a hand in a wave and then he lifted his brows and gestured toward her and the table.
She was about to nod at him and share her table, but she saw the 'twins' start to walk in her direction and she panicked.
Kay stood and walked across the room as quickly as she could.
Amazingly, a path seemed to open up in front of her, but she almost brushed past one of the twins as she moved.
She could tell that Gibson was as surprised as she was to see each other, but it was in a way an incredible relief to see a familiar face in the crowd.
When she finally reached his side, she had to take a step back to look directly into his eyes. “Hi.”
His smile was broad, and his eyes shone with something like humor, but after their last meeting, she wasn't exactly sure.
“Hi.” He replied back and angled a look over her shoulder. “I thought you might get waylaid back there.”
Grinning even more, she gave him a sly look. “Almost, but I managed to escape their insidious tractor beam of boredom.”
“Tractor beam.” He repeated and for a moment she wondered if she’d just outed herself as a geek.
Something they hadn't really talked about before.
“So, Star Trek or Star Wars?”
She searched his face for some kind of judgement, but his expression would have suited him well in a poker game. Passive. No, curious.
She watched him take a sip of his drink and decided to speak the truth. “Both.”
His answering smile was encouraging, but his words gave her hope that she wasn’t destined for a crappy end to her night.
“What about Galaxy Quest?”
“Another all-time favorite.”
He looked down at her empty hand on the bar top. “No drink?”
