“I was going to say yes, but it would have to be Tuesday,” I joke, without so much as a smile.
“That would inconvenience the pickleball team because I’d have to move their day to Thursday,” she groans.
My eyebrows pinch. “So then, Monday.”
Her hands fly to her hips. “You know that’s book club night.”
“Okay?”
She throws her arms out, shaking her head. “Griffin! I can’t have the town moving everything around for me.”
Staring at the most persistent woman I know, my features harden. I don’t want to concede and do this. Not here. Not at my bar. While more people would mean me working more, it would also mean more money into the place to keep it alive. More money I can use to stock up on better supplies and drinks.
But would Blair come?
I hate myself for caring if she would come or not, but the ideaof seeing her here, drinking drinks I make for her, and laughing with her new friends is something I most definitely want to witness.
Don’t ask me why.
She irritates me, remember?
“Fine,” I finally say.
“Fine as in…we can do it?” Nan says, her tone full of hope.
I nod. “Under one condition.” I hold up my index finger in front of her.
She shrugs. “Can’t make any promises.”
“You do the marketing for it. I don’t have time, nor do I want any part of it. If you can drum up interest, I will stay late and help behind the bar that night.”
“Yes,” she cheers.
“One night!”
“You won’t regret this,” she sing-songs, turning to walk away. “You should already know I’ll have this place packed to the brim.”
That’s what I’m afraid of.
“Remember, we only have seven stools!” I shout.
“You’re going to need more!” she says just before exiting the bar.
I don’t have time to think before my sister raises her hand from her booth.
She did not just raise her hand to beckon me over to their table.
Shaking my head, I reluctantly make my way there.
“We’re ready to order.” Lily smiles up at me.
They all order grilled chicken sandwiches. My eyes don’t leave Blair when they each tell me what they want. Wouldn’t. No matter how hard I tried to look away. I even fumbled with the menus when they handed them back to me, even though Blair said little her entire time here other than to order. This only gives Lily more ammunition to harp on me over the fact that I do indeed get flustered when she’s around.
I’ve never seen someone as beautiful as her come through this town.
But her being here is driving me insane.
She annoys me equally as much as she intrigues me.
