are compliments of the two gentlemen sitting at the bar. We look over to where
she points, and sure enough, there are two very good looking, wait no, hot guys
staring at us smiling.
“Well
break me off a piece of that. Which one do you want?” Amanda asks.
The
one on the right is beautiful. Although he’d probably not appreciate me calling
him that, beautiful is what he is. With slicked back, long blonde hair, eyes as
blue as the sky, and a broad, muscular build that I immediately picture without
clothes, he’s the definition of perfect.
“Well,
I guess that leaves me with the one on the left,” Amanda says, interrupting my
daydreaming.
“Huh…
Yeah. Whatever you say.” I’m still in an intense stare down with Mr. Perfect.
“I'll
be back,” she laughs, as she gets up, and walks over to them.
Wait,
what is she doing? Why is she talking to them and why does he keep looking at
me with a grin on his face? I’m going to kill her.
Finally,
I see her walking back, smiling ear to ear.
“What
did you just do? What did you say to them? Why was he looking at me like that?”
I ask, speaking a mile a minute.
“Whoa!
Slow down Miss twenty-one questions. I just thanked them for our drinks, told
them it was your birthday, and that we’ll be at the new club tonight
celebrating.”
“You
invited them out with us tonight? It's supposed to be a girls night. What did
he say?”
As
much as I’m really looking forward to my first real girls night, I can’t deny
that I wouldn't like to “get to know” Mr. Perfect a little better.
“Nothing
really, other than they’ll be there.”
– COLLIN –
“Before
I come any closer, are we good man?” Travis jokes, before walking down the
dock.
“We’re
good.” I respond, reaching to shake his hand to call it truce.
Even
though it would’ve been nice for him to keep his mouth shut, the reason why
Alexa left is not his fault. I was the one that messed up and it would’ve
eventually come out anyways. Travis is one of my best friends, and although he
can be an idiot, I still love the guy.
“Wow,
dude, this brings back some memories, huh?” he says, sitting down on the dock
and putting a lure on a pole.
“Yeah,
we gotta do this more often,” I reply, casting my line out next to his. “I
gotta go meet up with Matt in a little bit to lift, you wanna come?”
Travis
has decided not to play football in the fall. He didn’t qualify for a
scholarship, and since his mom can’t afford to send him to a private school,
he’s going to stay here and go to the local college. “Yeah, dude, I'm down.”
The
weight room is like our man cave. No girl steps in there, not that I don't
think girls should lift weights, but they never understand the intensity we
have in there. Alexa use to always say we sounded like a bunch of possessed
gorillas. It's tradition to have loud, hard music playing as we push each other
to go the extra mile, so yes, you hear the grunting or growling. It's both
exhilarating and exhausting, but it is a brotherly bond that we all have and
love.
“Well,
I see you two kissed and made up,” Matt jokes as Travis and I walk into the
gym.
“Oh
shut it, jerk off,” I reply with a smile on my face.
“Wow,
is that a smile, pretty boy? What the hell happened after this morning?”
Today
has been a good day; the best in a while, actually. My best friend and I made
up, and I heard from my love.
“Well,
I met up with this son of bitch,” I say motioning to Travis. “And, Alexa texted
me back this morning.”
“Really?
What'd she say?”
“Thanked
me for the birthday wish. Said she still loves me, but needs some time.”
“Well
that’s good, right?”
“You
bet your ass it is!”
– ALEXA –
Staring
in the mirror, I can’t believe this is the same person that stood here just
three weeks ago. Then, I
she points, and sure enough, there are two very good looking, wait no, hot guys
staring at us smiling.
“Well
break me off a piece of that. Which one do you want?” Amanda asks.
The
one on the right is beautiful. Although he’d probably not appreciate me calling
him that, beautiful is what he is. With slicked back, long blonde hair, eyes as
blue as the sky, and a broad, muscular build that I immediately picture without
clothes, he’s the definition of perfect.
“Well,
I guess that leaves me with the one on the left,” Amanda says, interrupting my
daydreaming.
“Huh…
Yeah. Whatever you say.” I’m still in an intense stare down with Mr. Perfect.
“I'll
be back,” she laughs, as she gets up, and walks over to them.
Wait,
what is she doing? Why is she talking to them and why does he keep looking at
me with a grin on his face? I’m going to kill her.
Finally,
I see her walking back, smiling ear to ear.
“What
did you just do? What did you say to them? Why was he looking at me like that?”
I ask, speaking a mile a minute.
“Whoa!
Slow down Miss twenty-one questions. I just thanked them for our drinks, told
them it was your birthday, and that we’ll be at the new club tonight
celebrating.”
“You
invited them out with us tonight? It's supposed to be a girls night. What did
he say?”
As
much as I’m really looking forward to my first real girls night, I can’t deny
that I wouldn't like to “get to know” Mr. Perfect a little better.
“Nothing
really, other than they’ll be there.”
– COLLIN –
“Before
I come any closer, are we good man?” Travis jokes, before walking down the
dock.
“We’re
good.” I respond, reaching to shake his hand to call it truce.
Even
though it would’ve been nice for him to keep his mouth shut, the reason why
Alexa left is not his fault. I was the one that messed up and it would’ve
eventually come out anyways. Travis is one of my best friends, and although he
can be an idiot, I still love the guy.
“Wow,
dude, this brings back some memories, huh?” he says, sitting down on the dock
and putting a lure on a pole.
“Yeah,
we gotta do this more often,” I reply, casting my line out next to his. “I
gotta go meet up with Matt in a little bit to lift, you wanna come?”
Travis
has decided not to play football in the fall. He didn’t qualify for a
scholarship, and since his mom can’t afford to send him to a private school,
he’s going to stay here and go to the local college. “Yeah, dude, I'm down.”
The
weight room is like our man cave. No girl steps in there, not that I don't
think girls should lift weights, but they never understand the intensity we
have in there. Alexa use to always say we sounded like a bunch of possessed
gorillas. It's tradition to have loud, hard music playing as we push each other
to go the extra mile, so yes, you hear the grunting or growling. It's both
exhilarating and exhausting, but it is a brotherly bond that we all have and
love.
“Well,
I see you two kissed and made up,” Matt jokes as Travis and I walk into the
gym.
“Oh
shut it, jerk off,” I reply with a smile on my face.
“Wow,
is that a smile, pretty boy? What the hell happened after this morning?”
Today
has been a good day; the best in a while, actually. My best friend and I made
up, and I heard from my love.
“Well,
I met up with this son of bitch,” I say motioning to Travis. “And, Alexa texted
me back this morning.”
“Really?
What'd she say?”
“Thanked
me for the birthday wish. Said she still loves me, but needs some time.”
“Well
that’s good, right?”
“You
bet your ass it is!”
– ALEXA –
Staring
in the mirror, I can’t believe this is the same person that stood here just
three weeks ago. Then, I
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