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“Can we go home now?” Jennifer checked her phone again. William should be calling any minute. She really didn’t want to be in a noisy bar when he finally did.
“We can’t go home yet.” Christine dragged Jennifer and Alex across the crowded dance floor toward the bar. “We have to at least wait until midnight.”
“If I miss William’s phone call because you two kept me prisoner at a stupid bar all night, I’ll never forgive you.” Jennifer pouted, but her jutting lower lip was lost on Christine, so she turned to Alex for help. “Can’t you control her?”
“Control her?” He grinned. “I can barely keep up. See why I love her?” Alex’s eyes went to Christine’s ass as they wended through the throngs of people.
“Which makes me a third wheel. Why don’t you distract her, and I’ll call a cab?”
“William will call back if he can’t reach you the first time. Quit being such a stick in the mud.” Christine faced them in a relatively clear spot near the bar. “He’s probably bringing in the new year with his buddies anyway.”
The new year came hours ago in Afghanistan. He didn’t get to celebrate.” Jennifer tried her pout again.
“I promise, once that ball drops in Times Square, you won’t want to rush home to wait for a phone call.”
“Don’t bet on it.”
“I’ll put my life savings on it.” Christine winked at Alex, whose lips twitched in a suppressed smile.
Jennifer watched the couple curiously. Something was going on. “No deal. Your life savings is paying for my next drink.”
Christine laughed. “Yeah you’re right. That’s why I’m dating this Sugar Daddy.” She walked into Alex’s embrace, careful not to spill their champagne.
Jennifer couldn’t watch. As much as she loved Christine and her boyfriend Alex, seeing them together almost every day only made her long for the relationship with William that she’d had to put on hold when he was called for duty. Â He was supposed to be home for Christmas, but as usual, government snafus delayed his discharge. Now she hoped he’d come home by Valentine’s Day. Jennifer pulled her gaze away from her feet to find Christine and Alex still lost in each other. Maybe she could walk home…
Alex was the first to come up for breath. “Get yourself another glass of bubbly. Only two minutes to midnight.”
Grateful for the excuse to leave the loving display, Jennifer found an empty stool at the bar where a man was leaning. Â As she waited for the bartender to make his way over, Jennifer took a deep breath. Damn. The stranger beside her wore the same cologne Â as William. Jennifer bit her lip, and swore to breathe through her mouth until her drink arrived. Was it her imagination, or did the entire bar get suddenly quiet? She snuck a glance at the man’s hands then up his suit jacket until she reached his face. When she met his eyes, she blinked. It can’t be.
“Happy New Year baby.”
While I have you here… ahem…I just thought I’d point out that on Monday my next release comes out. It’s titled Last Â Call, and it’s a short fun read. At least it was fun for me to write it. I hope it’s fun to read as well. Find more information by clicking the cover there. Thanks for stopping by. I hope you all have a wonderful and safe New Year, and good luck in the Kindle drawing!