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Jenshovedherelbowintohersidesuddenly. “Lookwho’sheadingourway,”shehissed.
Gigilooked up and swallowed.
“Hi,I’mDeclan,”theman said.
“Hi,” Jen purred.“I’m Jen and this is Gigi.”
Gigi could feel hisblueeyes studying her face. “Hi,”shesaid,her voicesmall and almostinaudible over the noisein thebar.
“Doyoumind if I—”Declanmotioned atthethird chair attheirtable.
“Of course,sitdown,”Jen said. Gigikickedher under thetable,butshedidn’tseemtonotice.
“Gigiis an unusual name. Isitshortfor anything?”
“Gianna,”shereplied,hervoicea littlelouderthan previously.
“So,whatdoyoudo,Declan?”Jenasked,drawingthe guy’sattentionfromGigi.Withhiseyesoff her,shefeltasifshecould breatheagain.Shewasn’tkeepingupwiththeconversationatall.Allshe knewwasthatJenwasflirtinglikeshealwaysdid, andDeclanwaseatinguptheattention.He’d obviouslydecided thatGigi was alostcause.
Thirtysecondshas to beanewrecord.
“I’mgoingtotherestroom,”sheannounced,butshereallydidn’tneed tobother.DeclanandJen weretooengrossedineachother.Standingup,Gigituggedherpurseontohershoulderandstarted in thedirectionoftherestrooms.
Inside,shelookedatherselfinthemirror.Besideher wereotherwomen,allfar morebeautiful than her,and looking liketheyall had a lot moreconfidencethan shedid when itcametomen and flirting. Shesighed and fiddled with her ponytail, prolonging having to go back to the table.
“I lovethatdress.”
Gigiturnedtolookatthewomanbesideher.Thepetiteblondesmiledather.“Thankyou.I borrowed itfroma friend.”
“Itgoesgreat withyourhairand yourcurves.Iwouldn’tbeabletogetawaywithwearingthat color.”Andwiththat,the womanwalkedaway.Gigistaredafterherthenlefttherestroomherself.She found Jen sitting inDeclan’s lap whenshegotbacktothetable.
Benthebartenderhad clearlybeenforgotten.
“Oh,thereyou are,”Jensaid. “I was wondering whereyou’d gotten to.”
Gigigaveheratightsmile, avoidingDeclan’sgaze.“Restroom,”sheannounced.“Look,Jen,I’m justgoing togohome.”
“What?No.”Jen’sprotestwasweak,andGigihadheardthatresponseenoughtimestoknow thatJenwasn’tparticularly upsetthatshewasleaving.
“I’llseeyoulater,”shesaid,givingherroommateasmallwavebeforeleavingthebar.
Backat herapartment,sheundressedandtookoffhermake-up.Shechangedintoherpajamasthen got into bed.WithanyluckshewouldalreadybeasleepwhenJengothomewithwhichever manshe’d decided onforthenight.
