BILLIE
“For you, anything. Let me get you something special, since you like anise.”
He takes out a glass and a pitcher of water. Then he measures out a shot of absinthe. Putting a special metal spoon over the glass, he places a sugar cube on top and pours the absinthe over it, then lights the sugar on fire with a match. Next, he pours water over it, then stirs the whole thing with the spoon. Then he hands it to me.
“Absinthe, wormwood and all.”
I thank him and take a sip. It’s sweet, spicy licorice and burnt sugar, and something darker and deeper. I finish my drink, then I turn and see Tristan looking at me.
He holds out his hand. “Dance with me.”
I take it and he leads me out to the dance floor. We face the stage as he gyrates into my ass from behind, kissing my neck. I feel hot and
