The server leaves, and Sofia turns to me. “I thought you liked bahama mamas.”
I chuckle. “I was feeling adventurous last time. I know we don’t drink often, but I always have vodka cranberry at your house.”
“Yeah, but I thought it was because you didn’t know how to make a bahama mama.”
The server returns then with our drinks, and I take a healthy gulp of mine before looking around. Tonight, is different than the last time. Last time, the VIP area had been roped off with only us and the guys up here. Tonight, the VIP area is packed with people. Some obviously mafia, while others sorely overly rich.
I look back to the girls. “Iz, you never told us how your date went last night with Ted.”
“I should have never agreed to that bet. He seemed excited about the date, but never showed. I guess I’m not as irresistible as you think.”
I nod to a group of guys staring at us. “I bet one of those guys would disagree.”
She shakes her head but sends a coy smile their way.
“So, what’s the next part of your brilliant plan?” Sofia asks as she settles into the couch in our area.
Izzy smiles. “He’s walking this way.”
My heart seizes. Could Lorenzo already be here? I don’t turn around until I feel a tap on my shoulder. When I whirl around, my heart drops.
“Hello there. My name is Jeff. What’s your name?”
He is one of the ridiculously rich men I noted earlier. He’s not bad looking. He’s not tall like Lo, standing at five foot seven. He has broad shoulders and shaggy blond hair. His eyes reflect the color of the sky. I usually find all these attributes attractive.
He’s not Lorenzo.
I give him a small smile. “Mia. Nice to meet you.” I hold out my hand.
I know what Izzy wants. She wants me to make Lo jealous. Putting it plainly, I don’t know if it will work. Hell, Lo’s not even here.
“Can I buy you a drink?”
I hold up my half-full glass. “I’m good for now.”
He laughs as he rubs his hand down his face. “I suppose you are. Listen, I don’t want to bother you. I think you’re gorgeous. I was hoping we could get to know each other a little better.”
“Is that your best pickup line?” I arch a brow.
“I guess not. I’ll let you ladies get on with your night.” He turns to go as Izzy nudges my back.
“Want to sit with us?” I choke out.
He turns back, and a smile lights up his face. “I would love to.” He gestures to the couch, and I take a seat next to Sofia. Jeff sits next to me as Izzy sits on the other side of Sof.
“What do you do for a living, Jeff?” Izzy calls out.
He chuckles. “I’m an investment banker, nothing too exciting. What about you, ladies?”
I smirk. “We’re all waitresses.”
His eyes widen. I bet he’s wondering how we ended up in the VIP area. “Anywhere I might know?”
I hesitate. I don’t want him knowing where I work.
“Bello Italiano,” Izzy answers for me.
I glare at her, and she gives me a “what?” look.
