professionals in their late 20’s and early 30’s. It was a spot Avery and Carly frequented on Fridays. She normally had a blast, but tonight, for some reason, Carly wished she had stayed home instead.
“That guy over there looks pretty cute,” Avery said, pulling Carly from her thoughts. Carly looked over in the direction that Avery was pointing and all the color drained from her face. Across the bar, speaking with his friends, was none other than Henry Greene.
“Shit, Avery! That’s Henry,” Carly whispered. Avery quickly looked back over to the guys and raised her eyebrows.
“Damn, girl. Now I see why you can’t stop thinking about him. Do you want to get out of here?” Avery asked. Carly thought about it for a minute. A part of her wanted to run and hide. She didn’t want to experience the crushing feelings that she knew would quickly come back to her. On the other hand, she didn’t want her ex to control her life. Screw that , she thought. She was a big girl; she could be in the same bar as her ex and be fine. At least she hoped she could be. Carly grabbed her drink and took a long sip.
“That’s my girl,” Avery said and patted her back. “Now let’s go find you someone better.”
Carly took a deep breath and looked around the bar, specifically avoiding the spot that Henry was occupying. I can do this , she thought. Across the bar, Carly caught sight of a tall man with jet black hair. She leaned over the bar and smiled in his direction. He winked back at her and looked at the friend he was with. She took a moment to scan his features. He was a bit thinner than she liked. She normally liked her men to have some meat on their bones. His eyes were a golden brown and he had a strong chin, which she loved. Her eyes quickly flashed back to where Henry was standing, but she could no longer see him in the crowd. She sighed to herself and looked back up at the man across the bar, who now was staring directly at her. Her cheeks flushed and she bit her lip. To hide her embarrassment, she quickly picked up her drink and took a sip. The man nodded to his friend and got up and walked over to her.
“Mind if I buy you another drink?” he asked. Carly looked down at her half-full glass and shrugged her shoulders. “Sure, why not,” she said. “I’m Carly, by the way.”
“I’m Lee,” he said, extending his hand.
“I couldn’t help but notice you and your friend from across the bar,” Lee said. Carly looked over her shoulder at Avery, who was deep in conversation with the Thor look-alike next to her. Jesus , she thought. How does she always end up with Thor’s identical twin? She turned her head back to face Lee, who had moved his body closer to hers. For a second, she hated being that close to another man. She forced her body to relax and took a small step away from Lee, hoping he wouldn’t notice.
Awkward silence permeated the air between them, and she was thankful when the cute bartender placed another drink in front of her. She smiled at the bartender and thanked him, and when she looked back at Lee, he was giving the bartender a death glare, as if he was pissed that he was smiling at Carly. Whoa, possessive much ,she thought. Confused, Carly looked back at the bartender, but he was already gone, helping another customer. She looked back at Lee and he smiled at her again, but something was off. Carly couldn’t place her finger on it, but her gut was telling her not to trust Lee.
Carly grabbed her drink again and took a long sip. Lee was awkwardly staring at her and not saying a word. Why isn’t he talking? Carly set her drink back down on the bar.
“So, what do you do, Lee?” Carly asked.
“I have a pretty boring job,” Lee said. “But once a month, at least, I love it.”
Well, that was a strange answer . Carly looked down at her hands. She was starting to feel very uncomfortable around Lee. He was just standing there with an odd, possessive look in his eyes, not saying anything. She