Lance cupped the heavy cut glass, brought it to his lips and took a deep swallow of the amber Scotch, letting it burn the back of his throat.
Shaking his head from the rush of alcohol hitting his veins he stroked the screen of his cell, the menu jumped to life but there were no new messages or texts.
“Goddamnit Kate” he hissed, loud enough to make the other three patrons turn in his general direction. She had told him that she was off limits this week, but his heart wouldn’t let him believe she wouldn’t want to hear from him.
She had told him she loved him, didn’t that mean something?
Tipping his head back he drained the glass and pushed it toward the lip of the bar, inviting a refill.
The bartender sauntered over, a towel over his shoulder.
Letting out a low whistle he rubbed his shaved head as he grabbed the Chivas and tipped the bottle. Pushing it back toward Lance he cleared his throat, “Lance, man, who is this woman? Cause she’s got your nuts in a vice buddy. “
“More like my heart, Sammy. But yeah.”
“She not interested?”
Lance thought of Katie undressed and underneath him, whispering, giggling and moaning his name.
“Nope, not the problem.” He said, thoughtfully bringing the glass to his mouth again. “She’s married.”
The barely hidden look of pity from Sammy had him draining the glass and shoving it forward to be filled again.
Sammy shook his head but picked up the cut crystal, “Don’t you think you’ve had enough?”
“Just fill the fucking glass Sammy, I’ll let you know when I’ve had enough.”
Just as Sammy bent his intimidating 6 foot 3 frame into Lance’s face the phone between them chirped.
Three words lit the screen, “Miss you too.”
Lance lifted the glass and toasted his friend, a smile spread across his face.
“You lucky bastard Lance, saved by the bell again.”
This week at Write on Edge we’re going to play Victor/Victoria. If you typically write from the male perspective, switch it up to the female. And if you generally write female, go for the male.
I normally writing about the Gals, (Charlotte and Katie) when I write Gathering Buttercups, I wanted to write the guys instead this week.
Liked this installment? You can read the on going story from the beginning here: GATHERING BUTTERCUPS