❤︎ Anjali ❤︎
I look at him, and he is so gorgeous! All of a sudden, my heart starts to beat rapidly. I don't know what is happening to me. It is crazy. He asks me again.
"What would you like to drink?"
I flip to the second page of the menu, but I can't read what is written there anymore. I tell myself silently.
"Calm down, Anjali. Calm down! But he is so good-looking!"
I quickly follow the cocktails list with my eyes that blur once in a while because I am totally nervous.
Margarita, Dry Martini, Old Fashioned, Mint Julep, Tom Collins, Brandy Cocktail, Bombay Sapphire, Adios Motherfucker, New Orleans Fizz . . . Wait! What is a Bombay . . . Motherfucker?
At that moment, he asks me again for an order. So I tell him, pretending to be calm.
"Please let me have a Bombay Motherfucker!"
He looks at me, puzzled for a moment, and he tilts his head closer to listen to me again. So I repeat my order, not realizing that I mixed up two drinks.
"I want a Bombay Motherfucker, please!"
He finally nods and starts to prepare my drink. My heart is still beating so fast, and I get dizzier and dizzier. I can't breathe. When he lifts his hand from the counter to serve me my cocktail, I reach out to take it. Before touching the glass with my fingers, I faint and fall onto the ground, completely unconscious.
I awake when something tickles my face. It really tickles me, so I start to laugh out loud.
"Stop! Stop tickling me!"
When I finally open my eyes, a white blob with a black nose is licking my face. As my eyes adjust to what is happening, the blob becomes a big white dog, licking me with a fat, slurping tongue. I also realize someone is holding me. I turn my face away from the white dog and look toward the shadow. He asks me if I am OK.
He is that cute bartender who took my breath away. Am I in heaven? Finally, my luck has turned around. I gently nod, and he lifts me with both of his arms and brings me to a couch. The feeling of his strong chest close to my face makes my knee weak. He rests my body on the comfortable leather cushion and leaves me alone for a little while.
Then he brings me back a big glass of water and my Bombay Motherfucker along with it. He gently tells me not to drink the cocktail until finishing the entire glass of cold water. Then he goes back to work at the bar again.
The white dog lies right next to the couch and keeps insisting that I pet him by pushing his nose against me. I start to scratch his head with my fingers, and he becomes content in receiving my affection. I stare at the beautiful bartender as I continue scratching the head of the white dog for another two hours.
When the bar has calmed down, and his shift is finished, he walks toward me and asks me how I feel.
"I think I am fine now! Thank you so much for taking care of me. I really appreciate it."
He smiles at me, and he is so gorgeous!
"No problem at all! You took good care of Bianco for a couple of hours. I have to thank you. But it is so strange that he let you pet him. He usually doesn't care for anyone. He is a loner."
Then he puts on his coat and helps me with mine.
"Come on! I will take you to the nearest subway station," and walks toward the door.
Once we are outside, a cold wind hits us with no mercy. He instantly grips my shoulder as if he is protecting me from the wind. My heart starts to pound hard again when I feel his warmth through my wool coat. I think about my mother bumping into my father when they met in India.
Tonight, the same thing happened to me: love at first sight.
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