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"I'll grab the stuff," he says.
I retrieve Gary's Crownie from the fridge and when I come back, Dylan is right behind me with the ingredients needed.
He makes me do it all, telling me when to stop pouring the peach schnapps and orange juice.
"Okay, stir it and you're done."
"That's all there is to it?"
"Easy, wasn't it?"
I hand the cocktail and the beer to Gary and take his money.
"It was great to see you, Claire," Gary says when I give him his change.
Dylan gently nudges my shoulder with his as Gary walks away. "You did good, kid."
Dylan and Austin have referred to me as 'kid’ for as long as I can remember. It's always grated on me, but tonight I find the term even more irritating. Usually, I'd attack him for it, or at least remind him I'm not a goat. Tonight, I want things to be different. I don't want to fight with him, and I don't want him to see me as a child. So I turn to him and, using my most seductive voice, ask, "I'm all grown up now, haven't you noticed?”
7
Dylan
Is she serious? Of course I've noticed she's all grown up. But it's never been more apparent than it is tonight.
For the past hour, I haven't been able to get the idea of Claire without underwear out of my head. I worked non-stop serving Brody's thirsty patrons while picturing myself sliding Claire's dress up the backs of her sexy thighs and taking her bent over my bar.
Even now, the fantasy is so vivid that I'm sweating bullets; my heart racing in its frantic rush to propel enough blood south for the sex marathon I want to have with her. I need to get her out of here before I do something Austin will kill me for.
And yet, getting her out of here won't be a picnic. She said she wanted to catch up with me, but the way she is looking at me right now causes dread and excitement to race through me simultaneously.
I've been around long enough to recognise desire when I see it, and that's what I'm looking at right now. Her eyes are heavy-lidded and far darker than their normal colour. Her lips are slightly parted, and her breathing is shallow. I curl my fingers into my palms to stop myself from reaching for her. She came here looking for trouble, but I'm starting to worry she came here looking for trouble withme.
"What are you doing, Claire?"
"Helping you out," she says coyly. "Just like you asked me to."
"Don't mess around. You know what I mean. You don't want to catch up. The other night you told me you hated me and demanded I stay away from you."
"That was Thursday. Things are different tonight."
"What does that mean?"
"I have more information now."
“What are you talking about?”
"I spoke to Austin yesterday."
"I know. He told me I should back off, but just because you blackmailed him into calling me doesn't mean I'm going to."
"He told you I blackmailed him?"
"No, I worked that out on my own. Austin would never tell me to back off otherwise."
She smiles. "You knew Austin wouldn't like the idea of me asking Sam out."
"Of course."
