LISA'S P.O.V
I got to the bar, because of my little lover's tiff with Richie, I was late. Very late. I seem to be late a lot lately, in more ways than one. Parking up, getting out and locking my car, I headed over and into the bar. Steve and Josh were sat at the edge of it, talking. He looked up and smiled, I waved back and headed into the office to put my bag and jacket away.
'You're late again Lisa' A sing song voice said from behind me. I turned around and leaned against the desk.
'I know. I'm so sorry Steve, I, um...Oh doesn't matter. I'm sorry I'm late again. I would say it will never happen again but that's probably not true' I admitted sheepishly. He smiled.
'It's fine, really. After all, you are my favourite bar maid' I rolled my eyes playfully. 'What?'
'Steve, if I wasn't Ric
