I held my breath as another pretty gal took the seat across from me. She was petite with long blond hair and brown eyes with a shy smile.
“Hi, I’m Lola.”
“No shit, I have a horse named Lola!”
She wrinkled her nose. “Great.”
“I mean, Lola is a beautiful name.”
“Thank you.” She looked tense.
“How are you?”
“I’m okay. I was diagnosed with an ulcer this morning.”
“That sucks. Shouldn’t you be home in bed or something?”
She laughed. “No, I feel fine, but I started this medication today, and it’s kind of messing with my stomach a little.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. Do you want some ginger ale or something?”
“I’ll be fine.” Then it happened: the biggest, juiciest belch I’d heard in years came out of her. I sat speechless as she covered her mouth.
“I’m so sorry. The meds are making me all belchy. I’m so embarrassed.”
I laughed. “Don’t be; it’s all good.” I forced a burp out of me, and she giggled. “See?”Classy, Jax.
“So, you’re Austin’s brother?”
I nodded.
“I met him last night. He’s something else.”
“You can say that again.”
She giggled in agreement until another man-burp shot out of the petite little lady in front of me. “Oh no.”
“You’re actually making this a lot more fun than I expected.”
More laughter at the same time a loud air biscuit escaped her backside. “What the hell! Damn medicine!”
A second later, the odor hit the table. Her eyes were the size of softballs, and her head was shaking like she wanted to erase what just happened from her mind. “I can’t believe this.” She swallowed hard. “The fart fooled me.”
“You need to go?”
She nodded, stood up, and grabbed her purse from the floor before turning to me. “If we ever meet again, let’s pretend we don’t know one another, okay?”
I nodded back. “Got it.”
She scurried out the front door as I downed my beer and prepared to kill Austin, who was walking towards me.
“How’s it going?”
“Good, real good. Yeah, my date shit her pants and left.”
He pulled me in for a hug, laughing his ass off.
An hour later, Austin dropped me off at my place. I wandered around for a bit, feeling restless, before doing two shots of Jack Daniels, which I hoped would help me get to sleep. Tomorrow was a new day, and it had to get better than the night of beer dating. I decided I just needed tonotfocus on women for a while and pull my shit together.
