The CEO'S favorite
can't get
s because they're not as miserable as I am at the moment
. I'm still putting on my attire from earlier, the black and white outfit. But immediately after
ing to clean off the stain. I end up pleading wit
to drown out my situation in alcohol. I need to forget about everythi
try to wash out the drink stain from it. Since I have no way to dry it out, I
take a seat at the bar, blocking out the happy people dancing around me. I'm sure they have proble
g that my clothing was pocket free. "Fucking hell." Embarrassed, I pat myself down, hoping to find a clutch of some sort. I
my not-so-merry way back to my house whe
y, but I can't be rude. He just paid for my drink. "Thanks," I tell him. He doesn't reply. I sne
bright blue. When I look more closely, I realize there are gold rings around his irises and his eyes change color with the angle and
n this embarrassed in my life. I've never been this vulnerable to emb
re feels like it. I now find myself doing things I haven't done bef
h it all in one go. The man beside me gestures for the bartender to make another one. "Or maybe, I
ars because I can't find a job? My cheeks heat up again. "Noth
n't you
tes. I don't even know his name. I can tell he's sincere though. He a
uth. Is it a talent? I shouldn't feel like this. I'm a strong independent woman. I'm a mother of an amazing boy. A few word
re him and I mean it. "I'll
he next drink before me, and stares, entranced as I drink every last drop of
tion. "You're gett
. "Tell me what
y day. The past month rather,
d. And I don't even get mad thinking about my past shitting month. Hell, I don't e
l me if I'm n
' dad, I've never been interested in anyone. I've never had the time to meet someone and
Gab
ly, repeating
aving me to fill in the blanks in the sentence. How can I have forgotten that I'm a lightweight? That's also ano
espite the fact that it's nice for someone to
keeping it in place so fast I begin to wonder if the frown I saw is a figment of my imaginat
nt, but even if he tried to avoid it, he just sounded so... sad and broken. I
appy. It's like I'm forcing him to relieve
and the intensity of his eyes hold me there. The c
ny times today. I remember my own problems. I remember we were both trying not to think about our lives. That's why w
dsome stranger I just met will have a conne
himself with elegance and gracefulness. His teasing is careful and he doesn't cross the line. H
just a di
ough. Well, I don't do it just for him, but for me as well. "I'
re both distracting each other from
but I still blush. This is what I suffer for getting a pale complexion. Any tiny reaction is visible. "What's
ll him. "Ari
Gabriel smiles. "Will y