Chrissy leaned over her drink. “Michelle, a couple of weeks ago I caught our friend here.” She pointed her thumb in my direction before continuing. “She was hovered over the computer, scrolling through pics of her client.”
“You two know I get a glimpse of everyone before they arrive.”
“Girl, who you fooling? It definitely ain’t me. Kara, I watched you smirk at the screen several times before I glanced over your shoulder, and saw the cluster of pics you stashed in a folder labeled ‘research’.”
I rolled my eyes. “What do you want me to say? So what, I find him attractive?” I sucked down the remaining contents in my glass.
“He likes you, too. But I think his goal is to get you in his bed before he leaves. That will probably make his trip complete.”
“Chrissy, I don’t know. I’m not saying he doesn’t want to have sex with her. But he may want more.”
“Where is he from again?” Chrissy stared at me.
“L.A.”
She threw her head back in laughter. “Yeah, he won’t leave sunny So-Cal for you.”
Her words stung, but she was right. I knew a future with Collin was bleak. We barely knew each other and got under each other’s skin already.
“Ready for another round of drinks, ladies?” Shelly appeared. She was one of the four waitresses who worked at the bar.
Her long dark hair laid in a single braid over her shoulder.
“Yes, we’ll take another round and I’ll have butterfly shrimp and a house salad.”
Chrissy and Michelle rambled off their orders.
“I’ll return shortly with your meals.” Shelly darted into the kitchen.