I look at him deadpan. “That is the gayest drink I ever heard of.”
“Because I’m gay.” He widens his eyes in exasperation; he’s in no mood for my jokes tonight. “Just get it.”
I giggle and head to the bar to wait in line.
“Hey, Foster,” I hear a man’s voice call from behind. I turn and see Jake from the investigation team.
“Oh, hi.” I smile. “What are you doing here?”
He holds up his drink. “Drinking.”
“Obviously.” I smirk.
His eyes scan up and down my body in my black dress. “Wow, you look hot.”
I smile bashfully. This is awkward. “Thanks.”
“Want to come dance?”
“Um.” I frown. Oh God. “No, thanks anyway. I’m here with Aaron.”
“Oh, where is he?” He looks around.
Oh s**t, now I’ve done it. “He’s in a booth at the back.”
“I’ll go say hi.” He disappears off in that direction.
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