Angel In The Centerfold

Chapter Two

They entered the smoky bar on the outskirts of the college town. Walking in, Billie Eilish - Bad Guy, was playing through the TouchTunes speaker in the bar. Poe, Finn, and Ben all headed straight to the bar along the left wall to order a beer, avoiding the throng of college kids dancing in the middle of the room.

Finn ordered the guys a bucket a beer and they found a high top table in the corner of the bar by the pool tables. Grabbing sticks they racked the balls and Ben and Poe started a game while Finn leaned against the wall watching the dance floor. Within the first few minutes, he was on the dance floor with a brunette and redhead; both of the women dancing up and down him like a stripper pole.

Ben shook his head at the site of it, nudging Poe when he noticed it. "This is every time we go out. How does he do this every fucking time?"

Poe grinned, "Fuckers got a big dick man, that word gets around." He shrugged as he turned and lined up his shot. Pulling back his cue stick and striking the cue ball only for the purple four ball to miss the pocket by millimeters.

"Fuck, never fails. I lined you up for an easy shot then all you have is that fucking eight ball. I'll go buy the shots, what are we shooting?" He eyed Ben.

Ben smiled as he bent over the table, sinking his first ball easily before moving around the table and lining up his shot for the eight ball. "Fireball is fine." He said as he moved his body over the pool table to get the perfect angle to sink the eight ball off the bank of the wall and into the opposite pocket. Then in one smooth motion, he pushed to cue stick forward, striking the cue ball, sending it forward into the eight ball which hit the bank wall, rebounded off it and slid directly into the indication center pocket.

"Mmm, tastes like victory." He grinned at Poe as he returned with three shots, waving at Finn who was still dancing with the two girls. He headed towards the group, waving at the girls that he would return. Shaking his head, his broad smile overtaking his features as he approached the men.

"Looks like Poe was the sucker who lost?" He said to Poe as he picked up one of the shots, turning to Ben who nodded, grabbing another shot from the high top table. Poe raised his shot between the group of men, "To winter fucking break and being fucking single my dudes." The three men tapped their shot glasses on the table, took their shots and set them back down.

"Whew, that shot always tastes terrible." Finn said, making a face and taking a swig of his beer. Ben grabbed his cue stick and started re-racking the balls on the table. "You up next Finn?"

"Nah, I know your hustle. Last time you didn't but not a single drink. I bought our bucket." He laughed. "You can buy the next one, pretty boy." He smiled at Ben. "Yo, hot chick at twelve o'clock." He jerked his head towards the door, and both Poe and Ben turned to check her out. The tall brunette entered and Poe said "Dibs."

Ben chuckled, rubbing his face, "That's fine. I go home tomorrow. Don't have time for drama or a one night stand right now anyways." He pulled up a chair and sat with Finn as Poe made his way to the girl. The two men sat in silence and watched as Poe approached her and made his move, the girl smiled then shook her head no motioning to the girl behind her and Ben about chocked on his beer as the girl came fully into view, Rey fucking Jackson. His high school crush, dressed in black leather pants and a red corset.

"You ok there, Sunshine?" Finn quipped at Ben laughing at beer dribbling down his face, grabbing him a napkin from the dispenser and handing it to him. Ben wiped the spilt beer from his chin, and then the table, his eyes never leaving Rey. Poe would also recognize her. He couldn't think fast enough.

Glancing around the bar he spotted the bathrooms in the opposite corner from he and Finn, "Yea, umm wrong pipe. I'm fine. Gotta take a piss. Be right back." He hopped off the barstool and walked towards the bathroom at a steady pace, ducking his head in an attempt to hide his height.