8 years in the life

Chapter 9

It was a Monday evening so the pub was uncrowded. Robert and Finn were just enjoying their drinks at the bar when a pretty classy blonde with long hair and beautiful slender legs reached the counter. Finn had trouble not staring too heavily. Robert noticed his friend eying and slowly turned around to witness this new addition. He raised his hand to Mike.

"Mike, I'm confident that a gentleman like you is not willing to let this lady wait."

The blonde spun a tad, slightly smiled at Robert and nodded. The guys scanned the bar. She seemed to be there by herself. Finn arched an eyebrow to Robert to seek approval and his friend pursed his lips and nodded a little. He then moved to stand on her other side.

"While you're waiting for your friend, we could maybe keep you company?" Finn said with his best smirk.

She gazed at both of them and had to admit that she could get a much less charming company.

"Why not? But to set everything straight, I'm waiting for my boyfriend. He's just running a little late," she smiled.

"His loss," Robert commented with a wry grin.

"I'm Finn and this is Robert, to whom do we owe the pleasure to highlight our dull evening?"

"Carolyn."

"So, Carolyn are you new in the neighborhood? I would have recalled if I had already seen you here."

"I'm new in Boston."

"Then welcome in town. Where are you from?"

"San Diego."

"Oh! Winter is gonna be hard for you. Maybe you should take our numbers in case you need any help."

"I think I'll be able to manage, I came here to move in with my boyfriend." 

This is a three points score.

"Trust me, the first winter will be tough, I'm from Australia, my ass froze during my first one in Connecticut, you wouldn't want yours to feel the same," Finn smirked. 

Robert thought that if she would laugh at this lame line, Finn would be in a position to gain some points, and she did. 

He's good.

They chatted for about ten minutes, telling jokes to make her laugh and it worked. Over their time in Boston, they had mastered their gaze. It was focused on the lady just enough to make her feel she was the only woman in the room, but not too heavy so she wouldn't feel played. Carolyn surprisingly felt comfortable with these fellows. She was standing with her back against the counter, Robert and Finn on each side giving her all their attention when a guy arrived, clad in a suit, walking as if he had a stick up in his ass and looking pissed when he saw her with company.

"Hey! Honey..." The guy stared at Finn and Robert with furrowed eyebrows. "What are you doing?"

She looked a little uncomfortable, mainly feeling a bit guilty because she actually was having fun.

"Well, you were late so I was just talking to these guys, Robert and Finn," she said with a low voice.

"I'm sorry," the guy muttered in a not very convincing tone, "why don't you grab us a table, and I'll get us some drinks."

"Sure," she answered and left a little embarrassed. "See you guys."

"We were just talking," Finn said.

"Seriously, nothing else," Robert added.

"Excuse me," the guy said trying to ignore them raising his hand to get Mike's attention. "A scotch and a gin tonic."