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“Not really. I’m good at standing still and moving my feet, but she wants to, like,reallydance out there.”

“What’s wrong with that?” Enid asked.

“Nothing. She just wanted to go out tonight after work, but I want to go home and dance a different way.”

Enid laughed and said, “So, you just started having sex, and now, it’s all you can think about doing with her?”

“Yes,” Rory admitted.

“Well, I can’t blame you there. She’s gorgeous.”

“Hey!”

“What? She is,” Enid replied. “Why don’t you go grab her and take her home? I can’t imagine she’s going to say no to what you want.”

“She’s having fun,” Rory said.

“I’m guessing she’s going to have even more fun with you when you get home,” Enid suggested.

“Hi,” Jill said as she joined them at the table. “Where is everyone?”

“Um… Hi.” Rory laughed. “We’re part of everyone.”

“You know what I mean.”

“Linden and Asher are on the dance floor, making out like teenagers in love. Logan is dancing with Sophie. Melinda and Kyle are dancing, too, I think. Bridgette and Monica went home. Did I miss anyone?” Rory asked Enid. “Oh, Ava and her date, Bonnie, were here, but they decided to head out early. Not a big fan of bars in the Quarter, I guess.”

“I’m going to grab a drink,” Jill told them. “I had a bad first date. I could use one. Be right back.”

Jill was a tour guide at NOLA Guides, the tour company Melinda ran and would eventually own outright. She was beautiful, with long blonde hair and blue eyes, and only about a year or two older than her, if Enid had to guess, so she checked out Jill’s ass as she walked to the bar and thought about how she might be interested in seeing if Jill was interested inher.

“Really? Be more obvious,” Rory said.

“What? I’m alive. She’s cute.” Enid shrugged.

“Talk to her, then.”

“I will when she gets back.”

“No, I mean, she had a bad first date. Talk to her about it. Maybe buy her a drink and see if there’s something there.”

“Are you trying to play matchmaker?”

“No. But Jill’s great. She’s funny, and I’ve liked working with her so far. She loves New Orleans. You should hear her talk about it when she does the tours.”

“I was thinking about it, but I don’t know. Do we even have anything in common?” Enid asked.

“I don’t know. But I’m sure you can find out,” Rory replied. “I’m going to grab Logan to see if she wants to head out. Will you tell Jill I said goodbye?”

“Confident that I’m right and Logan will want to leave, huh?” she teased.

Rory laughed and went to find her girlfriend while Enid remained standing there at the table with her watered-down drink. She wasn’t sure why she had agreed to come tonight, to begin with, and especially here, to a crowded tourist bar. Then, she remembered that her idiot brother had his friends over. They were playing video games, and loudly at that. She couldn’t wait until he left for college in the fall. Just a couple more months, and he would be attending a state school, but two hours away, so he’d be living in a dorm, leaving her the guest bathroom all to herself. It made Enid happy but also sad because she was twenty-four, looking forward to having the bathroom in her parents’ house to herself when her kid brother went off to college.

“Where did Rory go?” Jill asked when she walked back to the table.

“She went to find Logan. They’re going home.”

“Sex?” Jill asked.

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