Chance…
The low light of the club mixes with the strong scent of alcohol, heightening my buzz from the six-pack Andy and I consumed in his apartment. The young blonde waitress with t**s up to her ears, waves us to the edge of the bar. With her flirtatious grin, she looks back and forth between Andy and I as we pull up a seat.
“Hey, handsomes, what’ll it be?”
I look over to Andy. “I will take a Bud Light. I got the first round,” I say paying no attention to the waitress.
Andy nods. “Same. Thanks,” he says scanning the room.
If I am being honest, during the last few weeks of training, Andy hasn’t been a bad dude. He reminds me of someone, but who? I can’t put my finger on it… Someone from my past…
Looking around, I’m surprised not to see James out on the prowl for some honey for the n
