ROCCO
If I wasn’t confused before I certainly am now.
“So she realises it’s me and says “oh”, all breathy and sweet, then hangs up? What’s going on with that?”
“Honestly man, if she’d have wanted to talk to you, she would have, it’s been two days you’ve got to move on,” Callum answered, not for the first time as he lugged crates of spirits in for the Friday night rabble. A big bachelor party in tonight, all three of us working to make sure it goes smoothly.
Jacob is sorting out the dealers’ tables from across the other side of the room. We haven’t talked about anything serious since I slid over Troy’s number to him. He took it, shoving it into his pocket as though it was on fire. I’m guessing Callum has no idea but then he has got himself a girlfriend.
Pauline, the dealer
