Last Call by Miller Michele G

Author:Miller, Michele G [Miller, Michele G]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Enchanted Ink Press
Published: 2013-10-18T21:00:00+00:00

"You know, there's this bar I know that serves some pretty kick ass drinks. The bartenders there are easy on the eyes too," Gage commented as he walked me to my front steps a few minutes later.

"Yeah? How easy?"

"I have it on good authority that there's this one guy who is so perfectly made, he’ll be posing soon for a beautiful young artist. I mean, she begged him for the opportunity. He is that fabulous."

"Oh," I quipped, putting my finger to my lips. "That must be John. He is dreamy."

"Am I going to have to kick John’s ass?"

Laughter burst out of me at his serious tone and I leaned against his chest lightly. "You really are too much. The girls and I are grabbing some Mexican tonight. It is Cinco de Mayo, after all."

Feeling somewhat shy I pulled back and swiftly hopped up the two steps to my front door. My key pushed into the lock and I grumbled as once again, it stuck. After jiggling it around to get it to turn, I made a mental note to self: Get a new lock. I turned, surprised to see that Gage had remained on the ground. His wide smile caused his eyes to crinkle at the edges.

"Maybe I'll see you later?" There was a hint of hope in his voice. A touch of optimism in his face. He looked like a kid waiting to be handed a beautifully wrapped Christmas present. The child in him was hoping for the perfect gift, but reality kept him from getting too excited. I could already read Gage that clearly. He knew what he wanted me to say, but wasn't cocky or confident that I would actually give him what he hoped for.

It was in that moment that I realized I wanted to jump down off of my porch and fling myself into his arms. The jolt of that vision took me by surprise and I smiled weakly and waved; stepping into the house before he could say anything else. Shaking my head of the pleasant vision of our limbs tangled together passionately and my lips pressed against his, I collapsed against the closed door.

I sighed, my hand pressed to my rapidly beating chest. Then sudden, painful mortification washed over me at the way I’d bolted into the house like a coward without saying goodbye…or even thank you.

"Aww crap," I cursed myself, grabbed my phone and quickly sent him a text.

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