His Latest Flame – Riviera41797
Chapter 3
He stared at his reflection in the mirror a moment before exiting the bathroom. All things considered, he looked all right. His recent break up did not seem evident in his eyes. Maybe Booth was in denial, or maybe he didn't love Hannah as deeply as he claimed that he did.
Turning and leaving the bathroom, he flipped off the light and grabbed his jacket from the bed, shrugged into it and head out the door.
It was a cool slightly breezy night, the moonlight casting an illuminating glow on the damp streets from a recent rainfall. There seemed to be a lot of people and traffic about, since it was a Saturday night. Booth found himself looking forward to seeing his old co-worker, although he was feeling a bit guilty at not disclosing to Bones that her old boyfriend was in town, and had asked to see him without her present.
On the drive to the Founding Fathers, guilty feelings continued to gnaw at him. Booth knew that Bones was more than likely at home reading, working on her novel, or maybe even a jigsaw puzzle. She was his friend, and if their roles were reversed he'd want to know if she were meeting with an old ex of his.
Quickly dialing her number, he was mildly surprised to be directed to her voicemail instantly. Frowning, he dialed her home number and got her answering machine.
Huh.
Well that is unusual for Bones not to be answering on a Saturday night, he thought uneasily, wondering where she was, and what she was doing.
Did she meet with Sully prior to their scheduled meeting?
No, he decided, she would have definitely mentioned it to me.
Finally arriving at his destination, he slid his hands into his jacket pockets and entered the bar, looking for Sully, instantly finding him seated at the bar, smiling, and chatting with the bartender. He looked tan, fit and filled with a happiness that radiated from him.
Sully spotted Booth out of the corner of his eye and strode over to shake his hand and give him a quick embrace, simultaneously patting him on the back.
"Booth! Man is it good to see you!" Sully exclaimed, smiling as he turned back to his bar stool to sit.
Booth, returning the smile, followed his friend and sat kitty corner from him at the corner of the bar, nodding to the bartender on duty that he wanted his usual.
"Sully, its great to see you! You look fantastic, Jamaican life agrees with you! How's the boat business going?"
"Its going great, just great!" Sully enthused, smiling
"In fact, one of the reasons I am in town is I've got a line on a 2nd boat I am going to probably pick up and take back with me, business is booming man, it's a dream come true!" Sully went on with fervor.
Eyebrows raised, Booth responded with genuine happiness for his friend, "Hey, that's great, I'm really happy for you man!"
Leaning closer to Booth, Sully went on, "Yeah, and you know what? I met the most incredible girl last night, I mean, man, we really hit it off, and fast, you know?"
Well, that explains the glow Sully seemed to be emitting, Booth thought with a smirk.
"Oh yeah?" Booth asked, taking a drink of his beer
"OH yeah!" Sully agreed, tipping his beer back and finishing the bottle.
"So? Tell me about her, come on!" Booth prodded good-naturedly
"First of all, get this, she is a journalist!" he bragged
An uneasy feeling began to settle in Booths gut at this revelation.
Sully, unaware of Booths slight change in demeanor, went on.
"Yeah, man, she is dedicated to her craft, and looks? Yeah. She's got them. She's got the longest blondest hair, and the prettiest green eyes anywhere!"
Somehow managing to swallow past the lump that lodged in his throat, Booth managed to croak out the question he had to know:
"So does this girl have a name?"
"Yeah man, her name is Hannah, and you know what? Not only has she agreed to come to Jamaica with me, but I am considering naming my new boat after her!"
End this chapter