KATRINA'S P O V
‘‘What can I give you, Miss?’’ the bartender asked, his eyes were on me, but they were inconspicuously watching the behavior of the old man sitting next to me.
‘‘Three shots of tequila, and one Budweiser, please…’’ I said while making an effort to be heard above the extremely loud bass that was currently hammering all across the room.
‘‘Coming right up!’’ the bartender I recognized from the last time I was here replied whilst getting to work my order.
He caught me watching, and he smiled.
‘‘Where’s your friend?’’ he asked, and I assumed he was referring to Tina.
I felt an instantaneous twitch in the corners of my mouth as I fought to contain the naughty smile that was forming on my face, caused by thinking of matching Tina with this handsome man.
I left the house earlier while Tina was still at work, and I had believed that she had already arrived home. ‘‘Home...’’ I said with a smile.
He nodded while handing me my orders.