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Addison took the chair opposite me, and the waitress sauntered over. “Whatchall drinkin?” she asked.
He waved for me to go first—such a gentleman tonight, it would seem. “Jameson. Also, can I get an IPA?” My favorite combination.
“Sounds good. I’ll have the same,” he said with a nod.
Neither of us spoke while we waited on the drinks, and the silence gave me time to collect myself. Still, shouldn’t we say something? Don’t normal people chat when they’re at a bar? I searched for a conversation starter, but nothing seemed right. What’s your real story?...I shouldn’t care. How long have you been in design?...Might sound like I’m fishing for info. Why did you care if I came out tonight? Are you currently sleeping with anybody?
“What is wrong with you?” I breathed.
“What was that?”
“What? Oh. Just, uh, just thinking.”
“Don’t. Here come our drinks.”
Skye McDonald is my pen name for the series of novels I’ve written. Each of the books features its own protagonists, and can be read as a standalone novel; however, this seven-book-and-growing series is the world of a group of friends and family, and you will meet your favorite characters again in supporting roles as you progress through the books.