Thank you to everyone who took the time to sit down and read the first chapter.
Izabella - LOL, I am glad you think so! This is exactly what I am going for with this fic.
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Chapter 2
As the stranger stood to move away from the bar, he looked back at the bartender for any signed of encouragement. He was not disappointed when the bartender gave him a wolfish smile and a thumbs up however, he missed the grim look and the head shake that was tossed his way when he had turned back around.
Instead of heading directly to the woman's table, he walked slowly to the jukebox in the corner. As he took another sip of liquid encouragement from the glass he had brought with him from the bar, he began to flip through the selections telling himself he wasn't looking for A14. He noted songs that brought a smile to his face, some that could have brought a tear if he let it, and others that were just better left alone. When he reached the page he swore he wasn't looking for, he was surprised to see Eric Clapton listed. What did you expect? his brain said snidely.
He quickly put the appropriate change in for a few selections and hoped that the one he really wanted wasn't the first to play. As the music began to play, he stood back just to watch and see if the bartender was right and did indeed have some insight on the beauty sitting just a couple of feet away. Sure enough she was approached by a young guy right away, and the stranger felt a strange twist of pain go through his stomach. What the hell is wrong with you? he brain asked., you have no right to be jealous… The two people, unaware that they were being watched, talked for a moment. The young man managed to say something to elicit a small smile from the woman and took this to mean he was on a roll. He was corrected quickly yet kindly when the woman refused whatever he was offering. For whatever reason, this made the stranger quite happy. Headed for trouble and it isn't even 8 o'clock yet. Your funeral buddy! At this point the stranger had begun to disregard his brain entirely not giving a damn about his actions or the consequences they would bring.
The next selection began as the stranger finished his drink. It was then he decided that he would get a fresh drink and make a move. He walked to the bar and was served quite quickly. It seemed like an eternity before he actually reached her table but he managed to get there without making a complete ass of himself. Here we go…. he brain said with a snicker.
"Do you mind if I join you?" the stranger asked quietly.
"I don't see any harm in that." the beautiful woman said, "Have a seat."
You are done for buddy! his brain said now in full fits of laughter.