"He's an idiot," she muttered to herself as she cleaned up her face in the nearly empty bar at the end of the counter staring into her compact.
She sniffled one last time, shutting the compact as she crossed her legs on her chair bot noticing the gentleman behind her, "He really is, there's no need to cry over him," he said.
Kat swiveled in her chair her eyes meeting his, "The fuck," she said with a slant of her head her hair flipping back as she tapped her nails on the counter.
"Sorry," he said looking embarrassed as he stood by her, "I didn't mean to intrude," he apologized noticing she was easing into his presence.
"On my pity party," she asked with a smile in his direction, she stopped tapping as she placed her hands on her knees tucking in her chin as she looked at him through half-hooded eyes.
He felt himself grow warm, her entire being pulling him under a current wave, "Um, yes," he almost stuttered not quite recalling the last time he was close to choking on his own words.
"It's over," Kat said with a wave of her hand, "When your eyeliner and mascara costs as much as mine does you're lucky I cry one tear," she told him almost as if in warning.
He chuckled in his throat, "I'm sure he didn't even deserve one," he said his hand moving even as the rest of his body stood still his hand coming to the bar as he leaned against it.
She arched her brow, "How would you know," she challenged him her leg almost brushing his hip as she swayed a little closer.
Elijah looked from her face to her shoe trailing back up again, "Well because if he did he wouldn't have chosen to be with someone else," he said simply unable to bit back his smile.
The brunette pursed her lips and he noted a slight scrunching of her nose he found adorable as she spoke, "Why are you smiling then," she asked him.
He leaned closer his hand playing with one of her immaculate curls, "Well because he ruined his relationship with you," he replied honestly.
She snorted, "Thanks," she told him as she swung her chair back around to look at the bar instead of him but he wasn't easily swayed.
"I just," he said as he sat in the stool next to her, "I mean to say that now I'm here with you instead," he said wondering where his cool was.
She leaned her head on her shoulder looking jaded in the mirror what housed their reflections before she seemed to take pity on him, "Bartender," she called.
The man's head rose as he looked at her, "Yes Miss," he addressed her as he walked back from the other end of the bar.
Kat turned from him to the man she had just been talking to gesturing with her eyes for his name, he smiled looking at her, "Elijah," he offered her his name and his hand.
Kat nodded taking his hand, "Elijah is going buy me a gin," she said as she shook his hand swinging her body back so her crossed leg hit his thigh.
The bartender nodded with a smile in her direction before looking at Elijah as he wiped down a glass, "And for you sir," he asked.
Elijah looked from their hands to the man behind the counter, "I'll have your finest wine," he responded after looking over the bar's top shelf.
"Red or white," the man inquired with a bigger smile as he heard the woman next to him let out a laugh as their hands parted ways.
Elijah's eyes looked at the blood red of her lips before answering, "Red," he replied with a dismissing tone as his attention went back to her.
Laughter died on her tongue at the look he gave her, like he wanted to devour her something Kat would enjoy being a part of.
"I'm Katerina," she said leaning her elbow on the bar her fingers playing nervously with her earring as he observed her making her feel warm under his gaze.