A Most Unusual RomanceChapter 13
Brianna was able to squeeze in behind Zoe’s seat, and I followed her directions to the bar and parked in a space out front. The place was bouncing, but then it was a Friday night. The girls groaned and indicated a large group of thirty-year-olds at the bar. Zoe said, “Crap, it looks like half the residents are here.” A waitress recognized Zoe and Brianna, and she found us a booth. Zoe slid in beside me and Brianna took my other side. She took our drink orders and left us a menu. “Michael,...