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“Damn. Good genetics,” she says, eyeing Logan and Gavin stepping outside with draft beers in their hands.
“I know.”
“Wait. Isn’t that the guy we saw last time?”
“Is it?” I feign interest and take a sip of my drink. “How do you even remember that?”
“Can’t forget a face like that.”
Another pool table has emptied out, so when the brothers walk up to our table, Gavin asks, “Anybody want to play?”
“Sure!” Delfina answers. Logan takes her seat, leaving the two of us at the table.
I take one long swig of my drink then set it down gently, the condensation already growing on my glass on this humid night. The rotating fan in the corner above our table is occasionally throwing a welcome breeze my way, my hair swaying with it.
“Should I be concerned with how often I’ve been running into you?” I ask Logan while looking over at Manny gloating over his good shot.
“Should I?”
I crack a smile. “So, your brother is the new bartender.”
“Guess so. He got laid off from his other job, so I mentioned the restaurant last time Tara and I were there.”
I watch Gavin miss a shot. “That sucks about getting laid off.” I think about what I would do if I got laid off. Probably cheer. Probably decide to reinvent my life. Or, realistically, probably just daydream about it and go get another office job.
“And what do you do? Considering how often I’ve run into you I don’t really know much about you.”
I turn to face him then. “I’m a lawyer.”
His eyebrows shoot up briefly. “That’s fancy.”
“Is it?” I guess it is on paper, but most days it feels less than fancy when I’m elbow deep in paperwork, up late at night sacrificing sleep and social time for it.
“I can see it.” He nods, taking a sip of his own beer.
“See what?”
“Your personality matches,” he chuckles.
“That’s depressing.” I scowl.
“Oh, not in a bad way. Just …”
An upbeat song starts to play on the speakers, something from that jukebox. T and Manny start to dance, and I can’t help but smile.
“And those are your friends?”
“Cousins. Well, Agostina is. She’s the blonde. Everybody just calls her T. And Delfi is the brunette.” I point to Delfina playing pool with Gavin.
“Ah, got it.”
“Manny is a friend,” I explain. “And your brother’s coworker,” I add.
“Yeah, guess so,” he chuckles. “That’s nice.” He smiles softly.
The moment we had in the grocery store feels like ages ago. I almost wonder if I imagined it. The bubble we were in then seems to have burst now, out in the open, with so many other faces around.
We look at each other, and I wish I knew what he was thinking.
