"I didn't have it open," I lied as I turned my gaze to the brunette who took a sip of her transparent drink.
"You're going to be a liar," she says, looking at the bartender, who is watching her with interest. She looks at him flirtatiously and the boy winks at her.
"It's cute," I tell her, noticing the little eyes she makes at the bartender when he's going to make another drink, although she gives my friend a few sidelong glances.
“That? No. What do you say? Solange half chokes on her drink and I laugh at her defensive reaction.
Likes.
That's crystal clear.
“I? Nothing,” I said, taking a sip of my drink. Come, let's go find Rocco.
Immediately afterward, the brunette smiles at me and goes behind me through the party and we find Rocco, dancing very romantically with his drink. When we
