Linda wasn't hard to spot as I walked into the bar. The Bronte Diner was the oldest food place cum bar on this part of the city. Old but neat and exquisite. And expensive.
Just walking into the bar and inhaling the addictive scent of fresh bacon and liquor was enough to confirm that I really needed a break. The room was dark, almost stuffy but still orderly. Linda spotted me soon enough and waved me over. Good God, Linda went all out to please Alicia. In a red flannel dress, with red stiletto heeled matching shoes, her face beautifully made up, she looked beautiful. I felt bad that she put in so much effort just to get stood up.
"Hey mama", I said as I got to her table, giving her a peck on the cheeks before sitting down. "Lind, I have never seen you dress this cute. I mean if Alicia had seen you like this, I'm sure she would think twice before leaving you in a Diner full of sex deprived hot girls"
She blushed and playfully hit my hand.
"Stop it Al, you are making me feel worse" Linda said smiling.
"I mean, if it wouldn't be gross, I would have taken you back to my apartment and fucked the hell outta you"
"Stop Al", she said in between laughing her head off and blushing hard.
I couldn't stop myself from laughing too.
Life wasn't so hard when I was with Linda
"Good evening ma'ams, what can we offer you tonight at The Bronte Diner?" A waiter holding a menu, asked.
"umm, we don't really want to eat anything. Just two glasses of Syrah please" I said
"I need to see your ID to confirm that you are old enough to have alcohol ma'am" The waiter said with a grin on his face. A forced grin. It didn't look like he was enjoying his job.
"Do we look sixteen to you?" Linda asked frowning a bit.
"No Ma'am, Its just protocol"
"It's fine. Here's my ID" I interrupted, pulling my wallet out of my back pocket before Linda could make the waiters job harder than it already was. Linda pulled her purse out too and handed him her ID. After he was done checking to make sure we are not under age, he apologized, handed us our IDs' back and left to get our drink.
"So how was work after I left?" Linda asked
"Just the same. Nothing new" I shrugged
"Sophia told you to grab her paper towels again, didn't she?", Linda asked, pulling a face. "I wonder why you let her do this to you all the time. I would have smashed her smug pretty little face a long time ago. We are losing sales, by the way, because people keep wondering if we run a lesbian brothel in there"
"I really don't want to be talking about Sophia right now", I stopped before my mood totally turned sour.
"I really can't stand her and I would have left that shitty job even if it killed me"
"I know Lind" I replied, silently praying the waiter would return with our drinks that moment. "I am already making arrangements to leave soon, not just the job; I will be moving to London"
"And you didn't tell me all this while?" She said, her tone a little bit high from excitement and mock disappointment causing me to laugh a little.
"I would have told you, if only you didn't have someone taking you home every night" I responded, rolling my eyes at her. She playfully slapped my wrist and joined in the laughter.
"Speaking of moves", I continued. "Are you still moving to Seattle?"
"Yeah. Uncle Ted has been on my neck all week. You know he's old and can't manage the farm alone"
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Lost In Her Smile
RomanceNot being able to get over your ex sucks. Especially when you work at the same place. Alice is heartbroken and the wounds were taking so much time to heal. Desperate for a break, she had to do something she hadn't done before; Hook up with a complet...
