Old Joe brings my steak and salad. Looking at the size of the steak, I know I won’t be able to eat all that. Chuckling to myself, I tuck in, thinking that perhaps I can find someone to help me.
I see Brandy and that bikie bloke Woody. She gives me a big smile and we high five as she walks past. Woody just winks. Jasmine is sat just along the bar from me and I gulp as I see her neck the shot that Old Joe has just given her, surprised that she didn’t react at all to the strong liquor.
Roxxy and Lover have finished their dance. It must have been quite ….. energetic. They both look like they could use a drink. They greet me as they walk by holding hands and I return to my dinner. Turning round, I see Lover on the stage, mic in hand. He mentions Valentine’s Day. I have a few games I would like to play but it all depends on that certain person.
The door opens and I glance over. My breath catches in my throat. He asks Joe for a beer and catches it as Joe slides it down the bar past me. He puts the bottle to his lips and I watch as he gulps it down, head tilted back, drinking quickly. As he stops, he moves towards me, heart quickening as he nears.
“It’s Jinger isn’t it?”
Oh my! “Yes it is. So glad that you remembered!” My face reddened a little. Turning to face him, I smile.
“Tango isn’t it?” As if I would ever forget that.
“That’s right.” He said. Offering me his hand, he looks me straight in the eyes. “Would you like to dance? Haven’t held a woman in my arms for a long time.”
Stretching out my hand to take his, I stand and he leads me to the dance floor.
). Every time I want to go out for a drive or just to polish Brad's exhaust, my lover ties me to the cross he has recently built.
