JUSTIN'S POV:
I sighed heavily as I was snapped out of my trance by a glass I'd been cleaning smashing to the tiled floor beneath me…
"That's the third time today, Justin…" my boss, Mark sighed "What's going on? Are you still brooding about you and what was her name?"
"No, that's done and dusted," I informed him as I grabbed the dustpan and brush "I had a blast from the past on the Tube this morning."
He nodded his head in understanding… "Get that cleared up and then take a break. Get your head clear and come back for opening time, okay?"
"Are you sure?" I questioned "There's bottling up and an order to put out yet."
"Me and the others can cope. Just be back here for 1pm." he replied
"Thanks, Mark." I sighed, smiling at him warmly
TIFFANY'S POV:
"Hey, beautiful." Andrew greeted me as I sat in my office that afternoon
"Andrew, what are you doing here?" I asked, shocked at his presence
"I came to give you these," he informed me, pulling a bouquet of flowers out from behind his back "and to tell you that the house is ready to be viewed tonight."
"Great," I proclaimed, forcing a smile onto my face "but I might not be able to come…"
"Why not?" he questioned
"Some of the girls are going for drinks and they've invited me." I admitted "I'm sorry."
"That's more important than our future?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me
"You said I should try and fit in more…" I informed him
"Yes, but not when we've got important plans." he replied "I'll pick you up at 5pm, and then we'll go and see the house and then join your friends at wherever they're going to, okay?"
I nodded my head and took the bouquet of flowers from him. Leaning forwards, he kissed my cheek and said goodbye, shutting my office door behind him. Sighing heavily, I sat down in my chair and threw the flowers onto my desk, shutting my eyes, Justin entering my mind…
"So you punched her in the face?"
I opened my eyes and picked up my phone, dialling Mum's number…
JUSTIN'S POV:
"Better?" Mark asked as I made my way behind the bar just before 1pm
"Better." I informed him "Thanks."
"You're welcome. Now get to work." he replied
Nodding my head, I pulled my jacket from my body and began to serve as the doors opened and people made their way in and over to the bar…
TIFFANY'S POV:
"What did you think to the house then, babe?" Andrew asked as we drove to the bar we were meeting the girls from work at
"It's beautiful. Really coming on well." I replied
"It is, isn't it? Frank's one of the best in the business so Dad says, which reminds me, he and Mum want us to join them at the club this weekend." he informed me "I said we'd go."
"I'm going home…" I admitted
"What? Since when?" he inquired
"I spoke to Mum this afternoon and she's not doing very well." I informed him "So I said I'd go home and help out."
"You could've told me sooner. Imagine what Mum and Dad are going to think, Tiff, they've not seen you in months!" he sighed
"Don't call me Tiff, please." I begged
"I've always called you Tiff." he replied
"I know, but I don't like it." I admitted "So please, call me anything but Tiff."
"So what excuse do you want me to give my parents this time?" he questioned
"I don't know, but I thought you might come with me to see Mum," I informed him "I could really use the support."
"She's got cancer, she's not dying." he replied "You'll be fine."
JUSTIN'S POV:
I swallowed a lump in my throat as I finished serving a customer and saw one of the bar doors open, seeing Tiffany walk in, a man behind her, his hand on her waist…
"Justin, customers!" Mark proclaimed
"Sorry." I replied
TIFFANY'S POV:
"What can I get you?" the barman asked as Andrew and I reached the bar
"A beer for me and a lemonade for this one please," he informed him "you're okay driving, aren't you, babe?"
"Yeah." I replied
"I'll bring your drinks over." Justin's voice informed the customers next to us. Swallowing a lump in my throat, I turned in the direction of his voice and saw him looking at me…
"Tiff," Andrew proclaimed, snapping me from my trance "come on."
Smiling at Justin weakly, I picked up my drink from the bar and followed Andrew across to the table my workmates had acquired…
JUSTIN'S POV:
The bar was quietening down now, and as I wiped the surface down and removed the glasses from the top, I kept my eyes on Tiffany as she climbed down from the stool, kissed the guy she was with and made her way in the direction of the toilets…
"Break time." Mark informed me
"Thanks." I replied
TIFFANY'S POV:
As I was making my way out of the toilet, I was pulled into a corner and came face-to-face with Justin. Swallowing a lump in my throat as I realised just how close we were, I looked up at him…
"What are you doing?" I questioned
"I saw the way you kissed him." he informed me
"Excuse me?" I inquired
"You never used to kiss me like that…" he replied
"Justin, don't." I begged, biting my bottom lip as I went to move, feeling my hips push against his
"You remember, don't you, Tiff?" he inquired "The passion we used to have, the way we used to kiss, the way we used to be, how the smallest of looks and touches made you go weak at the knees."
"You have no right to be doing any of this!" I informed him "Not after what you did!"
"I know what I did was wrong," he admitted "but seeing you again, it's brought everything flooding back."
"Including the hurt and the pain?" I asked "Because that's all I remember."
"Don't lie," he begged "you remember the happy times too. The excitement of sneaking about, how happy we were when it was just us with no one else interfering. You remember, Tiff, I know you do."
"Tiff," Andrew's voice proclaimed "Tiff, are you out here?"
"I've got to go." I admitted
"You remember." Justin's voice whispered in my ear as I pushed past him and out into the corridor
"Are you ready to go?" I questioned as I reached Andrew
"Nope," he replied "one more drink, and then we'll go."
"We're about to close, actually." Justin informed him as he made his way past us
"It's only…" Andrew began, looking at his watch "7:30pm."
"We've got to get the restaurant organised." he explained "Sorry."
"You should hire more staff then." Andrew replied "Come on, babe, let's go to another bar."
"I'm tired, can we not just go home?" I inquired
"You can, I'm not." he informed me
I sighed heavily and glanced at Justin, watching as he turned and made his way to the bar…
Andrew's a piece of work, isn't he? What will happen next, I wonder? Drama on the way, just an FYI!