Page 19 of Take My Hand


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“Wow, a wet willy. Nice.” She looked at it with a raised eyebrow and laughed before taking my hand and shaking it. “Maya.”

“Pleased to meet you, Maya.”

“Whose idea were the t-shirts?” she asked.

“Cocky Sam’s.” I pointed directly at Sam, who was urging Gary to down beer from a jug. “I think he gave me a shit one on purpose because I am and have always been, so much better than him in every way, right from when we met as teenagers.”

“You sure have confidence in yourself.”

I shrugged and smiled, enjoying the feeling that talking and flirting with a beautiful woman gave to you. There were no bills, no employee issues, no worries about stock—just a level of freedom that made you glad that you were young. Glad that you were healthy. It was that feeling of anticipation of what might be about to come.

“I find the best person to back you is yourself in this life.”

“Very true.” She turned to face me, resting her elbow on the bar. “So how come you’re standing alone and not with the rest of the guys, knocking back beer and singing Oasis songs.”

I looked over to the guys to see they had indeed moved onto singing.

“I guess I’m not a singer.” I copied her stance, placing my glass on the bar between us. “What about you? Who are you here with?”

She glanced over her shoulder. “I’m with two friends. It’s kind of a divorce party.”

“Ah, okay.” I nodded slowly. “Yours or one of your friend’s.”

“Morgan’s, my friend. I’ve never had the pleasure of being married.” It was at that moment that the barman came up, throwing a towel over his shoulder.

“Sorry to keep you folks, what can I get you?”

“Another of these, please, and…” I held my hand out to Maya, but she shook her head.

“It’s fine. I’m getting another bottle of wine.”

“That’s okay.” I turned to the bartender and handed over my card. “Get the lady her bottle of wine too.”

“Honestly,” she said, “I can’t?—”

“Yes, you can. But could I buy justyoua drink, too?”

She paused, looked at me and then back to the bartender. “I’ll have a rum and Coke, please, but let me just take the wine back. Is that okay?”

“Sure, as long as you promise to come back.”

“I will.” She gave me a smile that made her eyes sparkle and took the bottle from the barman. “I’ll be two minutes.”

I watched her walk over to her friends and put the wine on the table. She crouched down at the side of the table and the three of them put their heads together. First one friend looked my way, and then the other one. They then huddled their heads together again until her friend closest to me dropped her head back and roared laughing. Maya rose slowly with her eyes on me, and I smiled at her. When she gave me a little wave, I stood up straighter and smoothed down my shirt.

“Hey, Will,” Sam’s booming voice got me swinging around in his direction. “We’re heading out to the bar next door.”

I glanced back at Maya who was flicking her hair over one shoulder. “I’m going to stay here.”

Sam blinked. “What?”

“I’m staying here,” I repeated. I looked over my shoulder, and when I looked back at him Sam’s eyes were also in that direction.

“Oh right,” he said his face breaking out into a grin. “Don’t forget, minibus leaves at two.”

I shook my head. “I’ll find you before then. I just want to finish my drink.”

“Whatever. Just message me and I’ll let you know where we are.” He slapped my back and gave me a wink. “Be careful.”

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