He almost missed her in this crowd, but she stands out in her halter top and mini-skirt, shaking her drink at the bartender and shouting. He eases through a pack of suits and slides next to her.
“Dammit, I told you I wanted a Long Island!”
“Miss, you asked for a Sex on the Beach.”
“I didn’t, and I’m not paying for it!”
Entering their conversation with a flash of his wallet, he smiles. “Let me take care of your drinks. A lady should get what she wants.”
“Finally, a decent guy.” She tosses her hair. “I’m Kalie.”
Taking her replacement drink from the bartender, he drops the pill in. A swirl dissolves it and he hands the glass over. “Nice to meet you, Kalie.”
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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