AMOUR

Chapter 15.

ROYA

"Anderson!"

I've not even stepped inside my apartment and Ian is already yelling at me. 

"Saunders!" I yell back, closing the door behind me. 

Our neighbors definitely hate us.

It's 8 pm and I'm coming back from the cafe after helping in closing. Not my usual routine but it was surprisingly busy tonight. 

"Thank god you're finally here. Go start getting ready," Anna huffs as if she has been running a marathon.

"Umm, for what?" I ask, confused as to what is happening.

"We're going to the bar silly! Now go get dressed and look extra hot," she winks and pushes me inside my room. I shrug and go for a shower, maybe we're doing a 12 o'clock thing for my birthday since its tomorrow and they definitely remember.

I change into my black body hugging dress that reaches my mid thigh and has spaghetti straps. Pairing it up with my signature black heels and straightening my hair. I do minimal makeup, eyeliner and nude lip with lashes. Seeing that its almost 9:30 now, I go out into the living room to see Ian sitting on the coffee table and Anna on the couch.

"Where's Jordan?" I ask and they both look at me.

"You look sooo hot!" Anna squeals coming up to me and hugging me.

"You stay close to me and Jordan okay," Ian grumbles and we head out while Anna and I laugh at Ian's wants.

Ian drives us to the bar. I don't know how we're getting the car back because we're all definitely drinking. We step out in the almost dark sky and head inside. It's the same bar where we went before and honestly, it's perfect.

"There's my girl!" Dave speaks up as soon as we enter and I see their whole group in there. I look around and see no other customers, which is weird but move towards our people. 

"Hey Dave," I smile and hug him and greet the others. I notice that Jordan and Denver aren't here which makes me frown.

"You guys are late, we already finished a round of drinks," Ben says, showing his almost empty beer glass.

"Roya got caught up in work," Anna says, shrugging.

"Well everyone's here now so let's order more," Dave claps and looks for the bartender to order.

"Where are Jordan and Denver?" I ask, taking a seat next to Dave.

"I'm here," a voice whispers in my ear and I turn to my left to see Denver taking the seat next to me at the bar with a smirk on his face.

"Hi," I smile at him.

"Hey," he smiles back.

"Where were you?" I ask, pouting.

His eyes moves to my lips for a fraction of second and maybe it was my brains playing tricks on me but I sense him leaning closer, "just came back from the washroom," he explains, his eyes back on mine and much more intense than a few seconds ago.

"Okay," I swallow and whisper back, my throat suddenly drier than a desert.

"Jordan's running a little late but he'll be here soon," he adds and I nod.

The bartender comes up and takes Dave's order and moves to me, "A 30 of Hennessy filled to the top with ice and-" I turn to look at Denver who adds his order, "Red label on the rocks for me," he says.

When the bartender goes away I turn back to him, "expensive taste huh," I tease him with a smirk.

"I just know what I like Roya," he smirks, his voice huskier and his eyes looking at me with such intensity that sends shivers down my spine.