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Notably, there were no texts from Rori.
She had posted a picture of herself on her social media pages, hashtagged “date night”, wearing a little dress and heels that were clearly meant to impress.
And shit… mission accomplished.
Which, ok, cool.
Still, I didn’t fucking like it.
She looked good as hell though.
I knew Kev had been doing me a favor by delaying them at Honeybee and not leaving her alone with her date, but as I scrolled through the texts I’d missed, there was one that made me sick to my stomach.
They’d left Honeybee.
To have drinks at Rendezvous.
I had a drink with her at Rendezvous.
And then after our drink at Rendezvous, I had her spread out in front of that mirror in the room upstairs.
Was that why he took her to Rendezvous?
Because he wanted to have her spread out in front of the mirror in that room?
They have me so fucked up.
But I was cool.
I was cool.
I was committed to staying cool.
Until Kev replied to my text that I was almost there to let me know that Sierra had insisted that they leave, which meant Rori and ol’ boy were at the bar alone.
Now, did I think something was going to happen?
Not necessarily.
But Rori was a grown woman, a grown single woman, a free agent like she had made sure to let me know.
So, I would be as dumb as I had been accused of being to not take the possibility into account.
As such, I didn’t waste any time, not even bothering to catch my breath after hopping out of the car before I gave my ID to walk through the entrance at Rendezvous.
And there they were, right there at the bar.
Rori, sitting pretty, ass poking out beautifully atop her bar stool.
And ol’ boy, damn near hanging off his seat to get as close to her as he possibly could.
I did take a breath then, collecting myself just the tiniest bit before I went and sat my ass down on Rori’s other side. She was turned away from me and hadn’t looked up, but when I asked the bartender for a Kimble and Coke, she turned around at the sound of my voice.
I could see the slightest flash of relief on her face before it shifted to annoyance.
Or maybe that was just what I wanted to see.
Either way, I was here now, motherfuckers.