Delia
He slipped in through the double see through doors, his brown hair looking untamed hanging down his shoulders.
Paul was a part time guitarist for a band that worked bars and restaurants on weekends and then weekdays he worked the night shift for Pam.
"Hey Paul." Sheila called.
"Hey," I nodded I'm greeting as he waved at us.
"Nadia here yet?" He asked.
I shook my head no, already prepping to leave. "She should be here soon."
His eyes lit up and I almost laughed. He had it bad for her. Probably going to ask Nadia out again today.
I wished a certain someone would take lessons and actually only want to be with one woman. Why couldn't he just stick with one of us and stop it with the mind f**k games he was playing?
I shook my head, resolving never to succumb to him again. I'd
