Vows of Deception: Something old, new, borrowed, and BLUE... by K. Harris Page B

downing them. Several men in the area tried to pick her up but she wasn’t that desperate. Even though it would serve her no good husband right but for her to let some random man bang her guts out would be stooping to an all-time low. She was not so drunk she would stoop to his level. Danni was sexually frustrated but not to that point just yet. Or was she?
    “Sweetheart, you’re too beautiful to be sitting all alone.” A man spoke with a face full of acne. Danni mentally rolled her eyes at the cheap pick up line. What about her was beautiful?
    “Oh really?” She chuckled to herself looking in the other direction.
    “Hope you don’t mind if I join you.” He took a seat without her official acceptance. Danni thought for sure he had to be clueless or had a death wish. Even if she was on the outside looking in, she would automatically know to run away. “The name is Henry.”
    “Look, Henry. I’m not in the mood honestly. I don’t want to be rude but…”
    “Hold up beautiful. Calm down. I just wanted to brighten your night.”
    “That would happen so much quicker if you went back to where you came from.”
    “OUCH.” He pretended to be hurt with his hand over his heart. “Look-a-here, let me just get you another drink.”
    “No thank you. I can buy my own.”
    “Come on now. It would be my pleasure to treat a pretty little thing such as yourself.” He smiled signaling for the waitress to come to the table.
    “Yes sir?” The waitress asked when she arrived.
    “It would be more pleasurable if I could continue my pity-party alone.” Danni was beginning to lose patience with the ugly duckling sitting across from her. She faintly heard the waitress giggle at her response.
    “Ah now, don’t be like that. Can I get another beer and the pretty lady will have another…”
    “Booth. Table. Hotel. Room. Anywhere there is solitary confinement with a wet bar.”
    “Just bring her another whatever she is drinking.”
    “Right away.” Danni didn’t miss the humor that was rolling off of the young lady. She hated being rude but he was testing her patience. He didn’t seem to take a hint very well. She feared she would rip him a new one if he didn’t catch a clue.
    “Now back to the reason such a beautiful woman is sitting all alone with such a bitter look on her face.”
    “What about me is beautiful right now? My eyes are red and swollen. I’m flushed from all the whiskey sours I’ve drank. My hair is a mess from destroying the house filled with broken dreams. I’m pissed and might I add, I AM bitter. Well within my rights to feel that way if you must know.”
    “How about I help you forget about your troubles for now?”
    “I feel like pure shit. So excuse me if I don’t feel beautiful nor do I feel like being bothered. How about this Harry, find you some business that doesn’t involve making yourself seem so desperate. No offense.”
    “Henry.”
    “What?”
    “My name is Henry.”
    “Okay whatever. Please leave.”
    “I was just trying to make your night. No need to be a stuck-up bitch about it.”
    “I will own that one. I tried to be nice but you couldn’t catch a hint with a baseball mitt.”
    “Is there a problem here?” A tall drink of water interrupted whatever the smugly man was going to say next. Danni was officially feeling the effects of the drinks she had consumed. The actual count was escaping her memory.
    “Nothing I can’t handle.” Danni slurred after throwing a double shot of whiskey down her throat. Followed by the whiskey sour that had miraculously appeared. Did she order that one? Her memory was failing her.
    “She is just being a bitch that’s all.”
    “Hey brother, that’s no way to speak to a lady.”
    “Lady? This drunken broad ain’t no damn lady. Tried to make her day.” He stomped away to his entourage who laughed at his failed attempt.
    “It will continue down its shitty path. Thanks and have a nice day.” Danni staggered to her feet, straightened