One thing I learned, always watch your drinks. While he seemed nice enough, it would take much for him to slip something in our drinks.
“Iz is just being over protective.”
“Overprotective? Do you think he put you on the list for free? He is going to be expecting something from you?”
Mia scoffs. “I doubt it. I think he did it because he didn’t think I would actually come.”
“You are playing a dangerous game, Mia. I don’t know what is up with you lately. You need to watch yourself.”
I want to look at them, but can’t.
“Who are you talking about?”
“No one. Izzy is being crazy.”
I hear a growl out of Izzy. “I am just looking out for you.”
“Well no one asked you too.” Mia snaps back.
My eyes briefly leave the bartender as I glance at Mia, shocked. I have never heard her speak in anything but a friendly tone.
My eyes quickly find out bartender bringing back our drinks along with a shaker full of our shots. He hands each drink to us.
“I gave you Jameson. Hope that’s okay.”
I nod as I internally cringe at how much that is going to cost.
He then pours out our shots and hands them to us as he pours sugar over lemon wedges and sets them on a napkin in front of us.
“If you need anything else, just holler.”
“Wait!” I call out as I fish in my purse for money.
“Yeah?”
“How much do I owe you?”
I pull a twenty out and go to hand it to him.
“No. It’s on the house. That’s what that wrist band is for.”
My eyes widen as Izzy’s narrow.
“Well a tip then. Please just take it.”
He nods and takes the twenty and puts it in a jar under the bar.
“Still think it’s all just innocent?” Izzy fumes at Mia.
“Are you guys going to fill me in?” I ask as Izzy stands glaring at Mia.
“No.” Mia says. “This is a fun night. If you are going to be pissy all night, just go home.”
Mia turns to me and taps her shot glass with mine then holds it out for Izzy to tap hers. She takes a moment, before she taps it and then we all tap the shot glass on the counter before tossing it back. We finish it by sucking on the lemon wedge, which is just the perfect mix of sour and sweet.
“Good. Now that we got that out of our way, let’s go dance.”
I take a large swig of my drink as she drags us onto the dance floor.
