Drunk Girl by Mignon Mykel

Author:Mignon Mykel [Mykel, Mignon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MMC, LLC
Published: 2023-01-21T18:30:00+00:00

It’s seven forty-five.

The last fifteen minutes of this shift can’t go by quick enough.

I saved a seat for Sophia by putting a glass of Sprite in a vacant spot after a patron left. The pace picked up right before she walked in, so I didn’t get much time to talk with her but she didn’t seem to mind. She nursed her drink, occasionally playing with the small, red cocktail straw, as she watched basketball on the television screen.

I’m wiping down the bar when she catches my attention. Crooking her finger, Sophia summons me over.

“What’s up, beautiful?”

She leans into the bar and keeps her voice low. “Is that Trace Travers?” She tips her head sideways to point in the direction she wants me to look.

Glancing over, I see the hockey defenseman talking with Shayne, who will be clocking in for the late closing shift when I leave.

Nodding, I grin at my sport-loving girlfriend. “It is. You want an introduction?”

“I mean, I knew the Enforcers came here but I’ve never seen one out in the wild...”

“If he’s here when I clock out, I’ll introduce you to him. He’s a good guy. They all are.”

As I finish my shift, I keep an eye on Soph, who looks like a kid who was just told she’s going to Disneyland.

That said, even if Shayne and Trace didn’t have a thing going, I wouldn’t be the least bit concerned about Sophia leaving me for him, regardless of how excited she is right now.

I do, however, pop over by the pair, and ask if Trace will stick around for a little bit so my girl can meet him.

At eight on the dot, I switch with Shayne, clocking out and walking to where Sophia sits. She slips off the chair and lays a ten dollar bill on the bar.

When I open my mouth, she holds up her hand. “Don’t.”

I roll my eyes, making Soph laugh, before leaning down to take the kiss I’ve wanted since she first walked in and sat at the bar. It’s not that she’s wearing anything overly sexy, just linen shorts with a long-sleeve shirt with “Are you for reel?” over the chest, an old-school film reel twisting through the words.

It’s just…

Sophia.

And I always want my hands on her.

“I see you waited until I was off the clock,” I joke between pecking her lips twice.

Sophia’s mouth curls against mine as she taps my chest with the flat of her hand. “Because you would have put it in your pocket and given it back to me later. I’ve got your number. I don’t care if it doesn’t go toward my soda because you’re silly and covered it, but it can go to the night’s tip pool.”

There’s someone waiting for her seat, so I put my arm around her shoulders and usher Sophia out of the way. With just enough room to walk side by side, I take the opportunity to keep her in my arms as I maneuver her toward the end of the bar where Trace Travers still sits.

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