Page 13 of At My Worst

He waves his hand up and down me. “What?” I ask again.

“What you are doing right now?” He says, looking me over again.

“I don’t know what you want from me,” I confess to him.

He doesn’t respond, just stares with his really intense, fucking gorgeous green eyes. “What am I doing, Alexander?” I ask.

He still doesn’t say anything. I take a deep breath. “It is none of my business who you are talking to,” I explain, shrugging my shoulders.

He tilts his head to the side. He has done this the last few times I have seen him, and fuck, each time he does, he looks sexy as fuck. His hair falls into his face, like off of a fucking romance movie.

He sighs as I step forward, putting some distance between us. “Have a good day, Alexander,” I say as I turn and continue toward my house.

“Fuck!” I hear him yell as he slams his truck door.

Okay, maybe I am being a little complicated, but we are not together. We are strangers, and soon I will be moving on. Keeping emotions out of it is the best thing, plus it shouldn’t matter what woman he is talking to. It is not my business.

6

Alexander

“Twisted Love”by Aryia

The music is blaring, and everyone is laughing and drinking, and all I can think about is what she said.‘It is none of my business.’

The fuck it ain’t.

“You okay, Alex?” Josh asks, walking over to my side as I pour another drink for one of the customers.

“Yes.”

“You are a bad liar, man,” he says.

“Drop it, Josh,” I say as I turn and look at him.

“Okay, I am dropping it,” he says, putting his hands up and making me smile.

I place the drink on the counter, watch the woman take it, and follow her man. I turn when the front doors open, and my heart stops for a moment when Bianca walks in. Her hair is down and curled, which I haven’t seen her do yet. She is wearing a pairof black leggings and a tank top, her black glasses once again making her whole face pop, especially her eyes.

She makes her way towards the bar and stops in front of me, leaning forward, her eyes locked with mine. “I am sorry for earlier,” she says loud enough so that I can hear over the noisy bar.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” I say, looking into her eyes.

“Want to have a drink with me?” She asks.

I shake my head. “I can’t right now. Maybe later.”

I see the disappointment in her eyes, but she nods.

“What are you having?” I ask her.

“Vodka soda, please.”

I quickly make her drink and place it in front of her. She handed me a ten and then walked off into the crowd.

Mother fuck man.

I take a deep breath and look over at Josh, who is talking to another girl. Shaking my head, I turned around and started wiping down the back counter, doing everything I could to keep from turning around and watching Bianca.

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