his wife and tell them what we talk about. Letting out a big sigh of frustration, I begin to tell him about the greatest night of my life.
“About three years ago, I was on leave, headed back to finish my tour. I met this girl on my first flight that also had a layover. She was beautiful, with her long brown hair and dark brown eyes, and she couldn’t be more than about five foot.” I pause to take a swig of my beer and look over at Lucas, who is listening intently. I can tell by the way his brows are drawn together that he is confused as to where this is going. I explain the rest of the events that occurred that night, and how I felt after and every day since then. When I am finished, he takes his shot that has been sitting on the bar.
“So, you had great sex three years ago and never forgot about it.” He’s shrugging his shoulders like it’s no big deal. “Haven’t we all had that one-night-stand that stood out more than the rest?”
“But that’s the thing, I never let it hold me back, but she was always there in the back of my mind.”
“Sorry, but I’m not quite following you here, is this about Kristin? Are you having doubts about her?”
“No, yes, maybe. I don’t know.” In my state of confliction, I down my shot and hope it will bring me some clarity. These chicks are fucking with my head.
“Here’s what I don’t get. If you didn’t exchange info and you haven’t seen her since, then why all of a sudden is she becoming a distraction to you?”
“That book signing I went to with Kristin last night, well it turns out that Lilly is the author of said book,” Lucas spits his beer out and I hand him a napkin. His eyes widen as he wipes the beer that’s dripping off his chin and the little bit that got on the bar.
“No shit dude, I would have loved to have seen that.”
“There was nothing to see,” I respond dryly.
“Bullshit. You just went on about her and how no one ever measured up to her, including Kristin I’m assuming, and you’re going to tell me there was nothing to see? I call bullshit.”
“I pretended like I didn’t know her and she did the same.” I shrug, turning my attention to the game on the television.
Lucas lets out a slow whistle, shaking his head. “Wow man, that’s low. Way to make a woman feel special .”
“I knew it was a bad idea talking to you about this.” Placing some money on the bar, I get ready to leave.
“Calm down, man, don’t get your panties in a twist.” Lucas pushes me back down into my seat. “If this girl--” He pauses, trying to remember her name.
“Lilly.”
“Right, Lilly. I know you don’t believe in them, but don’t you think this could all just be one big coincidence?”
“No, I don’t.”
“So, what are you going to do about it?” He orders us another round while waiting for my answer.
“Nothing. I’ve tried talking to her. I even took her to lunch today, but she always runs off.”
“Want me to pull her over and arrest her?”
I stare at him and shake my head, laughing; leave it to Lucas to actually think he could pull that off. “You can’t just go around arresting people, Lucas, you know that.”
“Psh.” Lucas waves his hand, dismissing me. “I can say she fits the description of a suspect in a murder case. I’ll put her in a cell for a little while, and you can swoop in and save the day. Knight in shining armor and all that shit. She will have no choice but to talk to you then.” He has a huge goofy grin on his face. You can tell he is really proud of this idea and actually thinks it’s a good one. Sometimes I wonder about him.
“I appreciate your … er … help? But I think I can manage on my own, thanks.” I give him a pat on the back.
“Let me give you some advice.”
“Here we go, should I order us another round for this one?” I’m being half sarcastic when I say this. Sometimes he gives great advice, but other times I wonder if he is sampling the weed we confiscate at
“About three years ago, I was on leave, headed back to finish my tour. I met this girl on my first flight that also had a layover. She was beautiful, with her long brown hair and dark brown eyes, and she couldn’t be more than about five foot.” I pause to take a swig of my beer and look over at Lucas, who is listening intently. I can tell by the way his brows are drawn together that he is confused as to where this is going. I explain the rest of the events that occurred that night, and how I felt after and every day since then. When I am finished, he takes his shot that has been sitting on the bar.
“So, you had great sex three years ago and never forgot about it.” He’s shrugging his shoulders like it’s no big deal. “Haven’t we all had that one-night-stand that stood out more than the rest?”
“But that’s the thing, I never let it hold me back, but she was always there in the back of my mind.”
“Sorry, but I’m not quite following you here, is this about Kristin? Are you having doubts about her?”
“No, yes, maybe. I don’t know.” In my state of confliction, I down my shot and hope it will bring me some clarity. These chicks are fucking with my head.
“Here’s what I don’t get. If you didn’t exchange info and you haven’t seen her since, then why all of a sudden is she becoming a distraction to you?”
“That book signing I went to with Kristin last night, well it turns out that Lilly is the author of said book,” Lucas spits his beer out and I hand him a napkin. His eyes widen as he wipes the beer that’s dripping off his chin and the little bit that got on the bar.
“No shit dude, I would have loved to have seen that.”
“There was nothing to see,” I respond dryly.
“Bullshit. You just went on about her and how no one ever measured up to her, including Kristin I’m assuming, and you’re going to tell me there was nothing to see? I call bullshit.”
“I pretended like I didn’t know her and she did the same.” I shrug, turning my attention to the game on the television.
Lucas lets out a slow whistle, shaking his head. “Wow man, that’s low. Way to make a woman feel special .”
“I knew it was a bad idea talking to you about this.” Placing some money on the bar, I get ready to leave.
“Calm down, man, don’t get your panties in a twist.” Lucas pushes me back down into my seat. “If this girl--” He pauses, trying to remember her name.
“Lilly.”
“Right, Lilly. I know you don’t believe in them, but don’t you think this could all just be one big coincidence?”
“No, I don’t.”
“So, what are you going to do about it?” He orders us another round while waiting for my answer.
“Nothing. I’ve tried talking to her. I even took her to lunch today, but she always runs off.”
“Want me to pull her over and arrest her?”
I stare at him and shake my head, laughing; leave it to Lucas to actually think he could pull that off. “You can’t just go around arresting people, Lucas, you know that.”
“Psh.” Lucas waves his hand, dismissing me. “I can say she fits the description of a suspect in a murder case. I’ll put her in a cell for a little while, and you can swoop in and save the day. Knight in shining armor and all that shit. She will have no choice but to talk to you then.” He has a huge goofy grin on his face. You can tell he is really proud of this idea and actually thinks it’s a good one. Sometimes I wonder about him.
“I appreciate your … er … help? But I think I can manage on my own, thanks.” I give him a pat on the back.
“Let me give you some advice.”
“Here we go, should I order us another round for this one?” I’m being half sarcastic when I say this. Sometimes he gives great advice, but other times I wonder if he is sampling the weed we confiscate at
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