Page 2 of Kisses

I lip, “What?”

She hangs up the phone and says, “Plans have changed. We are going to the bar.”

I answer, “Okay. Which one?”

“Believe it or not, not the typical college hangout.”

“Really, we are not going to Legends?”

“No. Mack said one of his friends is bartending at this Irish pub on the east side of the city.”

“Okay. Instead of going to a party, we are going to a bar?”

“I guess this place is the happening place. The party is still going on, if you want to go, but I would rather have a change of scenery.”

“Okay. I am game for whatever.”

She looks at me and says, “First things first, change your top. We don’t want to make it too obvious that you’re a college student. From what Mack told me, it’s not an underclassmen hangout. It’s like graduate level.”

“So, I have to dress a certain way to attend?”

“Just fucking change. I’m getting an Uber to pick us up. Hurry up.”

“You know, you are pretty damn demanding.”

“Remember, you love me.”

“Something like that.”

I walk my happy ass upstairs to change my college shirt. This should be an interesting night at a new place.

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