Your Neighborhood Bartender by Tarrah Anders

Author:Tarrah Anders [Anders, Tarrah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tarrah Anders, LLC
Published: 2019-02-21T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Six

I knock on the white door and wait nervously for Valerie to answer the door. I try to curb the anxiety and look up to the ceiling of the apartment porch and notice the multiple layers of paint, as the paint is chipping away in different parts of the ceiling. Why am I even noticing or caring about this? Oh that’s right, not to be nervous about the first date that I’m going on in… years.

Valerie opens the door as my gaze is still directed upwards and steps out of the doorway to also look up to see what has my attention.

“What’s going on up there?” she asks.

“Just observing the structure.” I reply.

“So, you’re not just a bartender, but a civil engineer as well?” she folds her arms over her chest and tilts her head.

“What? No, I just -,” she stops me with laughter.

“I’m kidding. Do you want to come in? I need to put some finishing touches on my make-up and then we can get going.” She moves aside so I can enter.

As I walk past her, I catch a drift of her scent. She smells like vanilla, cupcakes and something that I cannot place. I walk inside and note the mixture of eclectic furniture that she has in the main and only room of her apartment. She has a decent size bed against the far wall and opposite of that is a couch, facing said bed- a television on a cart with wheels in the middle. I point to it in silent question as she’s bent slightly at the waist in front of a full-length mirror beside her bed.

“Oh, that’s the TV,” she explains simply.

“I know what a TV is, this isn’t the stone age. I mean, why is it on that flimsy looking cart thing?”

She finishes adding her lipstick, pops her finger in her mouth, releases the finger and smacks her lips together with a pop and smiles. She walks over to the cart, turns it so the television is facing the couch and sits on the couch. When she’s satisfied – she then gets back up and turns the cart so it’s facing the bed and sits on the edge of the bed and observe in amusement.

“It’s so that no matter where I am, if I want to watch something on the TV, then I can,” she smiles.

It’s a creative way to save safe and not have to have two of the same thing in such a small area.

“Cool. Nice way of, um using your space to the maximum.” I note.

“I saw it on the Home Network and thought it was perfect. I refurbished the cart myself, it used to be from some audio-visual place that was housed in my old building when I lived in Hollybrooke. You ready?” She jumps up from her seated position and practically skips to me.

“As ready as can be. I hope you’re hungry, because I’m starved.” I wink at her, not implying an innuendo, but it works.

Dinner is simple and delicious, you can never go wrong with a small-town café.

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