Chap 2 Enjoy guys!

JoJo leaned back in her seat and exhaled heavily. "If one more guy comes up to this table with lust filled eyes, I'm going to scream."

"Why? It's a compliment," Sasha retorted with a wink. "As long as they respect your personal space and the word no, it's okay."

"Yeah, well it's early and people aren't past the limit of intoxication yet."

"Give me a break, JoJo. Everyone here is not a raging alcoholic. People who come to Queen Hart know that sort of behavior isn't tolerated. No matter what the name of the establishment might indicate otherwise. So just relax and go with it."

JoJo closed her eyes briefly and tried to focus on breathing slowly. She didn't know what was wrong with her tonight. No she didn't want to be out tonight, but that didn't mean she couldn't try to enjoy the company of her best friend for a little while. Perhaps if she let her guard down a little she might actually have fun. Perhaps the strong alcoholic beverage would help.

As she reached for her drink, she smiled at Sasha. "You're right. I'm being a really bad friend right now. I'm promise I'm going to do better, starting now."

Sasha reached across the table to squeeze JoJo's hand. "Great. Now let's—oh my God!"

JoJo frowned at her friend, as she cut off in mid-sentence. Sasha had glanced to the side, only to do a double take, then her eyes widened in shock. When JoJo went to look, Sasha's grip tightened as she refocused on her.

"No. Don't." Sasha squirmed in her chair and licked her lips. "Remember when you just said a moment ago that you're going to scream if another guy walks up to our table?"

JoJo stifled a groan. This was too much. All she wanted to do was enjoy a simple drink with her friend, have an awesome girls night out, then go back home. Clearly, it was too much to ask.

"Don't give me that look, JoJo. I think you're going to like this guy. Just give him a chance before you automatically shoot him down."

"Give him an opportunity for what?" JoJo asked. "I'm not here for some casual hookup. I don't have time for that."

"You could if you allowed yourself to," Sasha whispered a few seconds before the guy in question stopped near their table.

Her best friend discreetly released her hand, but JoJo didn't turn to look like Sasha did. Instead she focused on her drink.

As she took a sip, she had to give this guy credit. He hadn't crowded the table like the two previous guys. This one actually seemed to recognize and appreciate the meaning of personal space.

"Good evening, ladies."

JoJo's heart rate sped up. The husky timbre of his voice sent a shiver down her spine. When she finally looked up, the greeting she'd been about to utter, froze in her throat.

Before her stood a tall, well-built man. His red button down shirt was loose, but still managed to reveal that a massive chest was beneath it. The well-worn skinny jeans revealed long, well-muscled legs that told her he was just the right height to climb. Which said something, considering she was five feet and nine inches in height herself.

Her breath caught in her throat at the thought, even as she continued her perusal of him. She'd saved the best for last. Letting her gaze continue upward, she studied his face. He had short brown hair and eyes that appeared to be blue, but the lighting kept her from being able to determine the exact shade. His face was angular in a way that she'd seen described in a few of the romance novels she'd read. His nose had definitely been broken a few times, but it added to his character. The rest of his face was rounded off with a sharp jaw line and full, kissable lips. She was so tempted to stand up and test them, that she had to force her legs against the bottom of the booth to keep from getting up.

Have mercy! He was freaking gorgeous!

"I hope the two of you are enjoying yourselves."

"We are, but I have a feeling it's about to get better," Sasha responded.

JoJo wanted to scold her friend for being so forward, but she couldn't take her eyes off the sexy man standing before her. What shocked her was he didn't seem to be able to stop staring at her either.

"I hope I don't disappoint you," the handsome stranger responded.

JoJo couldn't get her mouth to work, but thankfully Sasha didn't appear to have the same issue.

"I don't think that's possible," Sasha retorted.

When he chuckled, a tingle made its way down JoJo's spine. What was it about this man that made every part of her respond? It was frightening. She'd never responded to a man so strongly. For once in her life, she didn't know what she should do. That scared her even more.

Then he did something that made her heart leap into her throat. He knelt down beside her, until they were eye-to-eye.

"I won't ask to join you, because clearly that's what the two men before did. Instead I'm going to get straight to the point. I'm interested in getting to know you better. However, I don't want to interrupt a night out between friends." He shifted slightly. "So tell me, if I leave you my number, will you promise to call me at a more convenient time?"

JoJo opened her mouth to respond, but no sound came out.

"I think that means yes," Sasha finally stated.

JoJo vowed to kill her as soon as she could get her brain to function.

"Can I have your cell phone?" he asked.

When JoJo didn't move, Sasha handed him hers instead. "Here you go. This way I can ensure she calls you."

He put the number in and handed it back to Sasha. "By the way, my name is Seth. What's yours?"

"JoJo."

Her name came out so quickly she blinked, but she didn't have time to process the insanity of the entire situation.

One corner of his mouth curved upward as he extended his hand to her. The moment they touched, it felt as though an electrical current had zapped her. If he felt the same sensation, he didn't let on.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, JoJo. Now, I've taken up enough of your time. Enjoy the rest of your night and I look forward to hearing from you."

He pressed a kissed against the back of her hand before releasing it. She watched as he rose gracefully and made his way back across the bar to his group.

"JoJo?"

She jumped as Sasha broke the spell she appeared to be under.

"Yes?"

"Are you okay?"

JoJo looked back over at Seth, who'd retaken his seat. As if he knew she was watching him, he glanced over in her direction and winked. She shook her head and turned back to the front. Reaching for her drink, she downed half of it, ignoring the dual sensation of the cold from the ice and the burn from the alcohol. She was pretty certain she'd just experienced an out of body moment.

"JoJo?"

"What?" she snapped before she could catch herself.

Sasha laughed. "Oh my, he really has you in a tizzy doesn't he?"

"Whatever," JoJo mumbled, as she down the rest of her drink.

"No, not whatever. I've never seen you react that way to a man. It doesn't hurt that he's gorgeous and military."

JoJo shook her head. "He's perfect for you, but definitely not for me."

"I beg to differ. I have a feeling that Mr. Seth is exactly what you need in your life. I think it's fortunate for you that he doesn't seem like the type that gives up once he sets eyes on something he wants."

"That's what worries me," JoJo stated.