Page 35 of Broken Melody
“Yes, sir,” he says and with one last look at Sailor, he leaves the room.
“So, what can I get you fellas?” Sailor asks with a smile once she’s looked around and ascertained where everything is kept.
With laughs and smiles we all go to the bar and start giving Sailor our drink orders. She mixes and pours, and when she’s done, she sets out six shot glasses and fills them up. She lifts one, and waits for all of us to do the same, “To you. Thank you for giving me a chance to sing with you. I’m excited for the adventure ahead.”
“Here, here,” Rocco says with a smile. We all throw back our drinks and grimace. “Straight vodka?” I ask her and she smiles – not a grimace in sight. “Aw, poor little Maddox. Is vodka too much for wittle ‘ol you?”
I smile at her because she’s funny, “I can take whatever you’re serving, songbird. Bring it.”
“I have an idea!” She says throwing her finger up in excitement looking cute as hell. “Let’s play, never have I ever!”
I almost roll my eyes, but all the guys are smiling willing to indulge her. Only Henley grumbles, “Seriously?”
“Oh come on, Oscar. It will be a fun way to get to know each other better,” she insists.
“Oscar?” Henley asks her.
“Oscar the grouch could be your alter ego.”
Henley frowns but Nixon, Rocco and I laugh. “She’s not wrong,” Nixon says pointing at Henley.
“Come on, Oscar, you’re not…scared…are you?” She asks with a smile goading him.
“Yeah,Oscar,” I tease. “Are you scared?”
“Fuck you, I’m not scared,” he says with a smile. “But quit calling me Oscar.”
“Deal!” she says. “I’m going to mix us all extra drinks so we’re good to go for a few rounds. You know how it goes, someone says something they’ve never done, then everyone thathasdone it, has to take a drink,” Sailor explains.
“It can be serious or fun,” Britt adds.
“Yep,” Sailor nods happily as she passes out all the drinks. “Since it’s my idea, I’ll start. Never have I ever…gone skinny dipping.”
“Never?” I ask her surprised and she shakes her head. All the rest of us take a drink.
“It’s on my bucket list,” she laughs.
“I’ll go,” Henley says which almost makes me laugh since he was grumbling about playing. “Never have I ever, gotten arrested.” I glare at him as I take a drink.
“You got arrested?” Sailor asks and I almost flinch at the judging tone in her voice.
“Yeah, once. For a bar fight.” She shakes her head at me and Nixon hides a smile and Rocco looks at the floor. “Oh Maddox,” she says, “what am I going to do with you?”
“I have a few ideas,” I shoot back, partly because I’m serious and partly because I want to distract her from the fact I was arrested once since clearly she doesn’t care for that very much.
She rolls her eyes, “Don’t even think about it, or I’ll have you arrested again for indecent exposure,” she laughs and the guys do too.
“I’ll go,” Britt says. “Never have I ever, gotten a tattoo.” She doesn’t take a drink, but she’s the only one.
“You have a tattoo?” I ask Sailor as she walks around the bar and takes a seat, all of us now seated in a circle. My eyes rake her from head to toe not finding anything.
“Oh, she has a tattoo, alright,” Britt says, “More than one.”
“Shut up, Britt!” Sailor says with a laugh.
“Where are these tattoos hiding?” I ask.
“How many do you have?” Nixon asks.
