Always and Forever

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Mellon’s bar was bustling and loud. I was in my too tight backless black dress that stopped four inches above my knees. I felt self conscious. People were staring at me, mostly guys. Nathan had his arms wrapped around me in a protective way that I was thankful for. I pressed myself closer to him hoping to ward off other men. I did not come here to be ogled at. Though my attire could make a whole other argument.

It was the closest thing I had to party clothes. Or drinking clothes I guess you could say.

“You look lovely,” Nathan whispered in my ear.

I blushed. “Thank you.”

For some reason I couldn’t shake the feeling that something big was going to happen tonight. Maybe it’s because the last time I drank with Nathan he bedded me and we ended up married the next morning. It was an unwelcoming thought to be having at the moment.

To prevent history from repeating itself, I’d need more willpower and a lot less to drink. I’d made the mental decision to have no more than two drinks tonight. Anymore than that and I wouldn’t be able to stop.

Nathan led us to the bar and took the stool next to mine. Two males and a girl were working it and Nathan quickly waved one of them down to take our orders.

“What will you have?” Mr. Tall and buff asked. He definitely looked like he worked out a lot. He was good looking, but not my type.

“I’m having a gin and tonic and she’ll have a martini dry, two olives.”

My mouth dropped open in surprise as the bartender left to make our drinks. How the hell did he remember that? It’s been years since we drank together.

“Um…thank you.”

He looked at me and smiled. “Surprised I remembered you preferred drink?”

“Yeah, a little.”

“I have a good memory, that’s all,” he smirked and picked up the glass the guy sat on the bar. I picked mine up as soon as he placed it down and took a long sip.

Aah… perfection.

“You made it,” an all too familiar and highly irritating voice cheered.  

Sitting my glass down I look at the person behind Nathan and try not to groan. Bridget sent me a smile as soon as I laid eyes on her. I couldn’t quite tell if it was real or fake yet.

“Hello, Peyton,” she said.

“Hi.” I rolled my eyes at her when I turned to face my drink. She didn’t notice my rudeness as she was too busy checking out my husband…I mean Nathan. Wow that was weird. I normally don’t think of him as that even if that is what he is.

Nathan sent me knowing smile when I glance back at him. Yes, he knew exactly what I was feeling. I flushed with embarrassment.

“The rest of us are either playing pool or dancing. Care to join?” she asked him.

“I don’t dance, but pool sounds good. When’s the next game?”

“Soon. Conner is about to go down,” she laughed placing her hand on his arm.

Is it wrong that irks me every time she does that? Show some respect.

I quickly stood up from my chair taking my drink with me and walked over to the digital jukebox and began searching through the songs list. I did not want to see Bridget hitting on my husband all night. At some point I will be bound to take her down and it won’t be pretty.