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On the way out, I swiped a bottle of champagne.
“You two kids have fun,” she called out as we turned to leave.
“Did you drive?” I asked her.
“I used Uber.”
“Cool. I’ll drive.” I handed my ticket to the valet and immediately undid my tie and the first couple of buttons of my dress shirt.
The car was brought around and the valet opened the passenger door for Brielle. “Thanks.”
“Have a good night, Mr. Titan.”
“Jameson,” I corrected him.
He nodded, and we headed out.
“Where are you taking me?” Brielle asked.
“It’s a very special place.”
“Sounds secretive.” Brielle smiled. I don’t know why I wanted to show her the place. I never took anyone there before.
After being in traffic for ten minutes, we arrived, and I parked in the back.
“Where are we?”
I smiled. “You’ll see.” I held the door for her to enter, then closed the door behind us. The bartender immediately spotted me. “I just need two tall glasses, please.”
He passed me the glasses.
“Seriously. Where are we?”
“Brews & Bats. I own it.”
She looked at me in disbelief. “What do you mean you own it?”
We entered the back and I took off my suit jacket, took my tie completely off, and rolled up my dress shirt sleeves to my elbows. “Thought you knew everything about me, huh?” I chuckled. “I opened this bar with my own money, and around here are the batting cages.” We rounded the corner, and for a Saturday night, hardly anyone was back here.
“Jameson, this is crazy. What does your mom think of this?”
“She doesn’t know. No one does except the employees and a few trusted friends.”
She couldn’t stop smiling. “Well, I think this is genius.”
I smiled back. “I wanted a place to call mine. Somewhere I could come to get a drink and hit some balls to take out any frustrations. A lot of businessmen come here. They pay a small membership fee, and it’s a little private club.” I popped the champagne bottle and poured some into the glasses.
“I love it. And I can’t believe you own it.”
“I do. You ready to hit some balls?” I asked, handing her a glass.
“Hell yeah.”
We both took a sip of our drink, and we got started. “Do you know what you’re doing?”
“Aim for the ball,” she said.
“Can I show you?”
