The Party Crasher: Novella by Erin Bevan

Author:Erin Bevan [Bevan, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Erin Bevan
Published: 2017-10-10T18:30:00+00:00

“This way.” He stepped in front of her leading the way down a narrow hallway. “This is where the kitchen is.” He pointed to the open doorway at the back of the hall. Customers liked to see inside of kitchens at restaurants, and he understood why. Everyone wanted to know their food was being properly prepared. “Bathrooms are here.” He pointed to two doorways on the left side of the exposed brick wall. “And this,” he placed his hand on the door handle, “is my brew room.”

“You have a whole room dedicated to your beer?” She peeked around him and through the glass portion of the door.

He’d placed a door there for a reason. He wanted to allow his customers to see in the room without being able to enter. He couldn’t allow some intoxicated patron to mess with his beer. If they pushed a button or turned a valve wrong, his whole supply would have to be dumped. Not a chance he wanted to take.

“This will be locked pretty much at all times.” Brant unlocked the room, and allowed her to step inside. “If you should ever need the key, let me know and I’ll give it to you.”

“Sure. Wow. This is impressive.” She stepped into the center of the room and stared at all the equipment around her.

He had pots, pumps, tubes, pipes, bottles of hops, timers, everything he needed right here in this room. He smiled as she ran her hand over the stainless steel table his pots sat on.

“Brant, this is really something.” She turned and smiled, her eyes glistening as she took in her surroundings.

All the shine of the stainless steel and the metal in the room paled in comparison to her.

“Yeah.” He shook his head and slid across the floor. “Here. I’ll let you try my favorite. It’s a pale ale.” He reached for a glass on a shelf above an industrial style sink and poured her a tester sample from a wooden barrel with a spout, making sure to hold the glass at an angle. The subtle amber colors of the ale glowed in the dim lighting. The metaphorical cherry on top was nice white, frothy foam. “For you, ma’am. I hope you like it.” He passed the glass off.

“Thank you.” She took a sip, and an appreciative “ahh” passed her lips.

“Like it?” He held his breath, waiting on her response. Luckily, his whole bar wouldn’t fail if people didn’t like his particular brews, but one day, he hoped to bottle his own creations. However, if people didn’t like them…

“It’s delicious.” She nodded. “Man, I sure could have used a little of this this morning.”

This morning? It was still early. “Yeah?” He raised an eyebrow. “What happened?” Really, he shouldn’t pry. Her personal life was none of his business, but he wanted to know.

“Oh, nothing.” She played with the rim of the glass. “I just did the somewhat respectable thing after I ran out on the mayor this weekend. I called him to officially quit or let him officially fire me, whatever you want to call it.

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