Page 3 of Entirely Yours
When I walked in earlier tonight,sheimmediately caught my eye. She’s tall and lean with long blonde waves cascading down her back. A skintight black shirt is tucked into even tighter jeans, which flare out enough for bright red boots topeek out from the bottom. She’s wearing minimal jewelry and—most importantly—no ring. When her eyes locked onto mine for the first time, the sparkling green momentarily took my breath away.
She’s a fucking bombshell. A muse.
I almost went back to the hotel to grab my notebook. She makes me want to write, which I haven’t done in a while. My siblings would definitely make fun of me for the way I’m ready to wax poetic about this woman.
And then I caught her staring at me, and I knew I had to talk to her.
She opened her mouth and not only is she a bombshell but she’s cute as hell, too, with a light accent that sounds almost southern. I can’t tell if it’s real or a part she plays at work.
Then she disappeared into the back for thirty minutes with the poor woman who broke that tray of glasses, and I didn’t know what to do with myself. I closed my tab, fiddled with my now empty glass, refused the male bartender who kept asking me if I wanted another, and finally got up to shake some of the nervous energy off of me.
I wash my hands in the dingy bar bathroom sink and then proceed to pace in front of the mirror. I’m not this guy, but I want to spend more time with her.
Against my better judgement, I pull out my phone and text the family group chat. It’s almost 2 AM, so I’m not sure if anyone will even answer.
Anyone up?
Twin
The better question is why are YOU up?
BB
I’m up, pregnancy insomnia is real.
Hypothetically, if I wanted to bring a girl home - how would I go about that?
BB
Home? Like to Sassafras?
Twin
HOLY SHIT, no Bexy
Jules wants to bring a lady friend back to his hotel
The first time I’m not in Boston with you and THIS happens??
I shouldn’t have texted
BB
Oh my god, hell yes. I need one of you to find a woman ffs
Is she pretty?
What’s her name?
Want me to FaceTime?
Twin
Just pretend to be me, I have way more game than you
I’m turning on my do not disturb
I pocket my phone and push the door open to head back to my place at the bar. What I see stops me in my tracks. Thea, looking so… sad. She’s staring at my empty seat, unaware that I’m staring at her.
