His eyes stay locked on mine, never straying, never losing focus. “Because I can’t help myself with you. I think I’ve finally discovered my downfall.”
I can’t think straight when he says things like that.
“I’m sorry,” I say, the fog of confusion fading away. “I shouldn’t have said that.”
Jones shakes off my words. “Right.” He looks around my tiny apartment before saying, “Well, you’re all set. I’ll be around if you get the itch to have a lazy day. With a friend, of course.” He winks.
I smile wide. “You gonna keep reminding me of that?”
“Who said the reminder is for you?”
Touché. He turns toward the door to leave, and I call to him one last time. “Jones.”
His eyes meet mine. “Capri from Capri.”
“Thanks.”
A megawatt smile is all I get before he’s gone.
* * *
Collie:
Karaoke tonight at Funky Rooster?
Capri:
Yessss. Same time as always?
Collie:
Meet at 7. Stuff our faces with loaded nachos then sing our asses off at 8.
Capri:
There’s a reason we’re sisters. Maybe even soulmates.
Collie:
Love you babe
“Hello, my beautiful sister.”Collie runs to greet me as I walk through the doors of The Funky Rooster.
“Love the boots, Cols,” I say, wrapping her in a hug.
“My closet is your closet.” She smiles wide. “You look amazing yourself.”
After spending the morning running errands and grocery shopping, the day went by faster than I anticipated, leaving me hardly any time to get ready. I settled on a pair of cut-off denim shorts, a black bodysuit, and my black combat boots.
I’m the kind of woman who wears combat boots with shorts during the summer. It’s my style.
My hair was already in curls from this morning, so I tossed it into a messy bun with little tendrils surrounding my face. I feel cute with an edge.
“What up, pretty girl?”
My eyes find Noah across the bar, walking toward us. “Hey, Noah. Didn’t know you’d be here.” I send Collie a look filled with questions.
Noah is someone that, as of late, I find I need to prepare myself to be around. He’s becoming more and more forward with his intentions.