Hating Valentine's Day by Allison Rushby - Hating Valentine's Day

Author:Allison Rushby - Hating Valentine's Day [Rushby, Allison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780373895663
Google: 6xa7lvgwA0QC
Goodreads: 843515
Publisher: Red Dress Ink
Published: 2004-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

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The cocktails, two bottles of wine, bruschetta, crab pasta, citrus tart and a short black are all delicious, as per Guava Bar usual. By nine-thirty-five the three of us are walking arm-in-arm through the city, Drew in the middle to keep us steady, towards the club we were supposed to meet his friends at five minutes ago.

When we get there, his friends are waiting outside. Drew does the introductions—Paul from work and John from too far back to remember.

We head inside and I’m surprised to see how busy the club is for a Wednesday night. The place isn’t nearly as packed as I’ve seen it on a weekend, but still, for a Wednesday night…I think I’d forgotten people went out on weeknights at all. As I look around, it shocks me just how young everyone looks. Truly…youthful. Unlined. They all look so youthful that I wonder whether they’ve all procured fake ID at some place around the corner; so unlined that I’m surprised the bouncer didn’t make an announcement over the club’s PA system that somebody’s mother was here to pick them up when he gave me the once-over and didn’t ask for my ID (bastard), at the door.

Justine and I hoist ourselves up on some tall stools sitting around a spare table and get down to business. Scotch and dry kind of business for me, and another glass of white kind of business for Justine. John stays with us while Drew and Paul go for the drinks. I wait for them to come back with a jug of a garish-looking pink watermelon-flavoured concoction, saying the bartender didn’t know how to make anything else, but they don’t. They must get adults in here from time to time, I think to myself, as I take my Scotch and dry from Drew.

‘Thanks.’ I smile up at him.

He smiles back. ‘So, do you think it’d be illegal for me to dance with any of the girls out there?’ he asks, putting his elbows on the table. ‘You know, me being over sixteen and all?’

I laugh. ‘They make you feel old, don’t they?’

He nods. ‘It’s an illusion. You’ve got to remember what it was really like for us back then. At least we can afford to buy more than one drink with three straws between us these days. And we don’t have to leave at eleven-forty-five to catch the last bus home. We can afford a cab.’

‘I never thought about it like that.’

I look over at Justine, who’s deep in conversation with John. She’s been talking to him for ages now, and it’s then that I remember John’s the single one, and it’s Paul whose girlfriend wasn’t able to come tonight. Typical Justine. She’s like a bloodhound. She can sniff out a single guy at fifty paces.

I look down at my drink. Hmm. Maybe I should slow down. And I should definitely not say that out loud.

Drew and I chat as we polish off our drinks, while Justine does a line on John and Paul talks to someone he knows nearby.

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