Mommas night out

Ch. 3

Jade

I’ve never seen such an attractive man look so angry at me before. He was glaring at me as if I had killed his cat or something. I quickly moved out of his way, feeling embarrassed and put off. I try not to let it show but his anger affected me way more than I expected. What was his problem? Maybe he was just one of those people who were mad at the world for no reason.

I get behind the bar and stop Izzy before she can go take his order. Putting my hand on her forearm to stop her. Her excitement to go check out the new meat was palpable in the air. Knowing she liked to flirt with any man she could, I was worried the man would be an asshole and wanted to warn her before she got her feelings hurt.

“He seemed pissed off so just be careful” I say quietly, not wanting to be overheard by the nosy customers at the bar. She looks over at him, adjusting her low cut shirt, showing off her already great cleavage.

“I’m sure he just needs a little sugar and he will perk up!” She smirks and saunters over to him. I roll my eyes and ignore how annoyed I feel when she leans on his table to take his order. He doesn’t seem interested though, won't look at her, doesn’t engage in any conversation it seems. For some reason I feel a little better, I wasn’t the only one who he was rude too, and he doesn’t seem to be interested. Not that I care about that. Izzy is pouting while she walks back to the bar. It isn’t often that a man turns away from her. Long blonde hair, big blue eyes, and a tiny waist that she shows off in crop tops and glorified bras.

“Hmph, he does seem to have a problem. He wouldn’t even look over at me.” She says, while hanging the order for Betty.

”It looks like his food is to go, so thankfully he can’t ruin the mood all night.” I say, definitely more than a little disappointed.

Betty gets the mans food out fairly quickly, and Izzy brings his order and tries to be sweet again but she retreats when he immediately stands up and starts to leave, glancing at me, somewhat curiously but still angry as well. He walks to the door and doesn’t look back. I did get a great view of his ass in his pants though, and it seems Izzy was looking as well by the little smirk and her raised eyebrows when she catches my eye. I shake my head and go to use the bathroom since we aren’t busy at all. Releiving myself and making sure to wash my hands, i turn around and Izzy comes in the door.

“One of the regulars says that man is a independent contrater, and that he does electric work. Maybe you could find him and get him to fix the wiring for your porch light.” She says, ever the nosy woman. Knowing that my porch light hasn’t worked since i moved into my small two bedroom trailer when i was still pregnant with Hannah.

“Why would I want a rude man like that in my house, around my kid no less?” I quip, the image of his ass still in my head.

“Maybe not around your kid, but I see no problem having a man that sexy in your bedroom, the broody, grumpy seems like your type. how long has it been since you’ve been laid? Way too long.” She says while fixing her nude lipstick.

“I’m surprised your not trying to keep him to yourself Izzy.” Lifting my eyebrow at her.

“I get laid plenty, you on the other hand, tend to ignore any man trying to be friendly. I saw the look you gave him when he first walked in. You were definitely attracted to him, and i saw how he looked at you when he was leaving too, he wanted a peice of you too, girl.” She smirks at me and walks back out, leaving me with a million thoughts racing through my head. The biggest was “why did he seem so angry?”

The rest of my shift is extremely boring, only a handful of people come in and get some drinks. Betty had left around 9ish and Izzy had left around 11:30. With nothing left to do, I pull out my phone and see if I can fbi search that random rude customer, I haven’t been able to get him off my minds since he gave me that weird look when he walked out of the bar. I looked up independant contractors, electricians in my area, and electrician contractors before i gave up, seeing literally nothing. Maybe it was a sign I shouldn’t be trying to look for angry men on my phone. At 1:30 i had already cleaned and shut down the register, and since we stop serving drinks at that time, and no one else was coming in, i decided to head home a little early.

The whole way home, which in reality was only around 7 minutes, the radio seemed intent on only playing sad loves songs or songs that were s****l. Not helping my state of mind, i turned it off and sat in silence the rest of the way, huffing a laugh. I love my life as it is, with my daughter and I, I hadn’t given thought to having another man in our life but I could admit it would be nice to have a partner, and someone to share life with. Someone to go to sleep next to, to help with holiday stress and enjoy the fun as well. Maybe its time for me to start dating again. Or at least try putting myself out there.