He was only getting worse. I had left him sleep the rest of the day, and the day after that. It was his third day here now, and he still hadn't woken up. Every so often I went in to check up on him, he was still unnaturally hot. Pouring a glass of water, I knocked softly on his door before entering. Sure enough, he was still asleep. Unlike the last few days where he had been sprawled out across the bed, he had managed to curl up in the blankets, still asleep. Smiling slightly, I left the water on the bedside table before leaving the room. It would be time to open the bar soon. I should probably go and get it started up.
Once entering the bar, I was surprised to notice that it was unusually tidy. What with the last few days looking after Vincent, I hadn't been paying attention to the little things everywhere else. So much for having to clean up. Pouring myself an orange juice, I sip it carefully, waiting for the usual afternoon rush of customers.
It didn't take long. Barely seconds after I had finished my drink, in came a small group of usual customers. A tall, burly man called Jake, his wife Laesa and friend Conner. Laesa was one of the few women who commonly accommodated the bar, and I hadn't seen her for a while. She smiles and waves at me as they entered. Jake smiles knowingly at me.
"So, I heard that there was a little brawl in here the other night. Do tell us the goss,"
Sitting down next to them, I tell them, leaving out Vincent from the story, which cut it considerably shorter. To my surprise, Laesa raises her eyebrows.
"That ain't all of it, honey. There's more. What about the tall, dark and handsome guy who saved you in your moment of peril?"
"How did you find out about him?" I blurt out before realising that I had just given myself away. Sighing, I speak. "His name's Vincent. He came down for some reason or other, and basically strangled the guy who was going to attack me. We were… acquaintances from AVALANCHE,"
"Shelly told me he was sexy," Laesa was twirling a strand of curly red hair around her finger. Shelly was another of the usual customers. Come to think of it, I do remember seeing her on that night. "She said you and him were chatting away like old friends. What happened to Cloud? How would he feel with you jumping some other guy's bones?"
The thought of Vincent and me 'chatting away like old friends' and me 'jumping on some other guy's bones' with the other guy being Vincent was enough to make me giggle. "Cloud's out on a job," I manage to stutter out before the giggles erupt into full-out laughter, releasing some of the tension that I had had for the last few days, ever since Vincent had come. "Now that's funny,"
Before they could ask anything else, more customers came through the door. "Sorry, gotta go!" I exclaim, standing up and walking over to behind the bar counter.
"How can I help you, sir?"
Hmm, sorry this is such a short chapter… maybe I should give you two chapters to make up for this excessively short one? Maybe not. I'll just give you the next one tomorrow or something. :)
This story isn't going to be overly long (unfortunately), grand total is about 15,000 words, not a lot… so I hope the romance doesn't come up too fast. But as always, hope you enjoy and more soon!
