Ready to Love by Franca Storm

Author:Franca Storm [Storm, Franca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

~Nicki~

The campus pub is packed. Friday nights always draw a huge crowd, because it’s karaoke night. I take a sip of my beer and my eyes flick around the place. A sea of college students are gathered around the front of the bar, waving their hands, calling out their orders to the bartenders. I feel sorry for them; how do they handle all that crap? I’ve worked service jobs before. Every summer I work as a hostess at restaurant/bar and it gets packed sometimes, but nothing like this. Crazy.

I’m glad that Chloe made us leave early to get here. We just managed to grab the last couple of stools at the far end of the bar. There weren’t even any booths or tables left. This was it. Chloe made it happen. A couple of guys beat us to it by a few seconds, but she did her thing and convinced them to give up their claims on the stools. The girl sure knows how to use her assets to her advantage. She can flirt her way through anything. Guys lose their common-sense around her. A mere flash of her cleavage, a flutter of her eyelashes and she had them in the palm of her hand. Amazing. I wish I was freer like her.

“You gonna sing?” Chloe asks me suddenly.

I laugh at the suggestion. “I don’t think so.”

“Why not, babe? You have a kick-ass voice.”

“I’ll save it for the real thing, thanks.” There’s no way I’m gonna get up there. It’s different when we’re playing a gig. I have backup then. Besides, John is the lead singer, so I’m never really out there on my own and exposed.

“A couple more drinks and I’m gonna have you changing your mind,” Chloe threatens and I see that familiar glint of mischief in her eyes. Uh oh.

Before I can respond, Mitch comes out of nowhere and pushes into Chloe, forcing her to move her stool so he can pull up his own beside her. Where the hell did he get that from? There are spare stools somewhere?

“Hey, you big oaf!” she cries, slapping his arm in protest.

He turns to her with a massive smirk on his face. “Good to see you, too, gorgeous.”

Gorgeous? An odd look passes between them. Mitch leans into her and whispers something. Her eyes widen and she shoves him, leaving him laughing as he almost falls off his stool.

“What’s going on?” I ask, more than a little curious now.

Mitch rolls his eyes. He’s about to answer me when Chloe cuts in: “Nothing. He’s just being an ass as usual.”

Mitch turns to her and she flashes him that don’t-mess-with-me look of hers. He sighs and says, “Yeah, nothing.”

I’m not nearly convinced, but I can see how ill at ease Chloe is right now. It’s completely out of character for her; nothing ever seems to knock her off-kilter. I make a mental note to discuss it with her later when it’s just the two of us.

Mitch eyes the empty pitcher on the bar top between Chloe and I.

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