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Evan came over and brought them another round of what they were drinking. They’d only been able to exchange quick greetings and drink orders since arriving an hour ago, because the bar was so busy. Paige had been surprised he remembered her after so many months had passed, but he had.
“Thanks, but we didn’t order these,” Paige told him.
“They’re compliments of the bass player,” Evan explained, pointing to Paige’s drink, “And compliments of the drummer,” he said, pointing to Jules’s drink with a hint of a frown, then nodded his head toward the end of the bar, where the band members were now taking a short break.
“Perfect,” Jules said with enthusiasm. “I would’ve called dibs on the drummer, anyway.”
“You don’t even know which one he is,” Paige pointed out.
“Doesn’t matter. Meeting a drummer is at the top of my bucket list.”
“Because you once read a book about a drummer …”
“Wycked Escape was a good book. You should read it.”
“I did read it. I’m working my way through the series, actually. I’m on the one about the threesome—”
Jules made a face. “That one wasn’t my favorite. Threesomes aren’t my thing.”
“Have you ever had one?”
“No.”
“Then how do you know?”
“I just do.”
Paige turned to Evan, who was still waiting on their response to the drinks. “Please tell the bass player I said thanks, but I can’t accept it. And tell the drummer Jules will be right over.”
When Evan left to break the bad news to the bass player and the good news to the drummer, Jules fluffed her hair a little. “How do I look?”
“Like you always look. Like a tall glass of water on a scorching hot day. Now, go meet the drummer, thank him for the drink, and cross him off your bucket list.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Go already.”
“You know what? I’m going to. He’s a drummer. And you know what they say about drummers …”
“No, what?”
“They have amazing rhythm.”
Paige shook her head in amusement, before giving Jules the shoo motion with both hands.
Jules hopped off her stool. “Wish me luck.”
“Luck,” Paige said dryly, even though Jules had never needed ‘luck’ with a man in her entire life. Then, before Paige could blink, Jules was making her way over to the drummer.
Evan came back and leaned across the bar. “The bass player said to enjoy the drink anyway, but he’s disappointed and hopes you’ll change your mind,” he told Paige. Then after a short pause, he added, “He’s a nice guy if that makes a difference.”
Paige glanced over at the bass player, who was an arguably attractive man, with shoulder-length brown hair and what appeared to be brown eyes. He gave her a head tilt, his expression a mixture of humor and disappointment, and in return she gave him a smile and raised the drink he’d bought her in acknowledgement.
Turning back to Evan, she said, “If I wasn’t seeing someone, I would go talk to him.”
His expression immediately became interested. “You’re seeing someone?”
She nodded.
