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“Son of a—” Then he laughed. “Rye. Make it four.”
“Four manly drinks. We’ll bring them out to you. Sorry about the golf.”
She chilled four glasses, got out two shakers so she could make two at once.
It boosted her mood, as did the couple who ordered a bottle of champagne to celebrate their engagement.
“God, this is fun!” Breathless, Bailey refilled the garnish tray. “I know it’s super busy, but it’s fun. Probably because it’s all so new to me.”
“It’s not new to me, and it’s still fun.” Laughter burst from a back booth. “And not just for us.”
The place filled up. Hikers, bikers, golfers, honeymooners, the wedding party, and more.
Around midnight, Miles came in, took his usual seat. And pulled out his phone.
She poured him a Cab.
“You’re lucky to find a seat.”
“Resort’s at full capacity for the weekend. Sounds like half of them are in here.”
“You should’ve heard it an hour ago. It’s starting to quiet down.”
She moved away to a couple polishing off a Merlot and a vodka tonic. “Another round?”
“Just in time. And we’ll have some of those spicy fries with it.”
“I’m so sorry. The kitchen closes at midnight.”
“Oh, come on now.” The man tapped a stiff finger on the face of his watch. “It’s only five after. Maybe you should’ve gotten to us sooner.”
“I’m sorry about the delay. Let me see what I can do.”
Since she knew they’d already shut the fryer down in the back of the house, she ordered from room service.
“The fries will take a few minutes, so they’re on me.”
“That’s more like it.”
“Thanks for your patience.” She moved steadily down the bar.
“Inside my head,” Bailey murmured, “my eyes are rolling.”
“As long as it doesn’t show.”
Face blank, Opal came up to the bar. “Two Bellinis, apricot colada, and a Corona.”
“I’ve got the Corona and the empties. Thanks for letting me train tonight, Opal. I’m learning so much.”
“I need you back in your section tomorrow.”
“I’ll be there.”
With the blender whirling, Morgan got out the flutes, then handed Bailey the bottle of champagne. “You make them.”
“Really? My first official cocktails.”
With one eye on Bailey’s pour, Morgan shut off the blender, finished the colada.
