I went into the bathroom and after padding and wiping at the stain - I gave up. Through my scrubbing, it had grown to the size of a baseball in the center of my chest.
Perfect.
I strolled back into the bar with my head high and pulled up a seat. Confidence was everything and faking it was as close I could get to having it. Two seats down from me sat Brady, a woman beside him. Even with just her back to me, I knew she was beautiful. The dip in her waist, the wide come-hither hips that men loved.
She giggled and part of me wanted to gag. "I'll take a gin and tonic," I told Rob, the bartender and the only person I knew here, as I pulled money out of my purse. Brett slid onto the seat to my right and laid money on the bar.
"It's on me." He smiled. I heaved a sigh of relief. Brett here made
