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actually had to duck their heads a little to miss the doorframe. They stood for a moment until one pointed at the bar over at one side and they headed towards it with everyone quickly parting out of their way.
    There were a couple of things about the men besides the fact of their size. They were extremely good looking. They were dressed in casual business clothes, but the clothes looked expensive, even in the dim lights. Minty looked over her shoulder at them, using her hair to shield her face so it would not be obvious.
    She was not the only one staring at the men. Most of the people in the room close enough to see them had turned around to gape with mouths open. Women started touching their hair and men pulled their shoulders straight.
    There was something strange about them. They were both extremely handsome. The blond was like a movie star or model, yet they both looked too tough to be that type of person. Strange. Suddenly she thought that the blond was aware she was looking at him. It was as if across the long dark room, their eyes had met. She jerked around immediately, kicking herself mentally. Number one, there was no way he could have known she was looking right at him from this far away. Number two, these types of good looking men looked at women like Angela, not at plain women, like she saw in her mirror.
    She found it interesting to get into the appetizers she was sharing with Angela. She pretended to not be listening to the talk around her or looking at astounding men who were out of her league. Angela turned down a request to dance. She was surprised when another guy from a different table came over and asked her to dance. She stammered as she turned him down. She fiddled with her water as Angela worked on a cocktail she was nursing. The waitress was reaching across them, placing another cocktail in front of Angela. Angela looked up in surprise as a small fluted glass full of shaved ice and deep green liquid was sat in front of Minty.
    “We did not order these.” Angela said to the waitress.
    “Well, you girls hit the jackpot. The two hunks at the bar sent them over. By the way, the blond said you would enjoy this.” She pointed at the green drink in front of Minty. “He said it was minty. Actually, it is a Crème de Menthe Frappe. Very snappy, twice the cost of bar drinks. All the waitresses are jealous.” With a twitch of her hips she was gone.
    Angela turned all the way around in her chair to look at the two men at the bar. She picked up her new drink, holding it up, nodded, then turned back to Minty.
    “Well, look, I learned a long time ago not to get picked up in bars because they were only looking at my tit size. But these guys are something else. I don’t think I have seen anyone as good looking as these two outside of an air brushed magazine cover for muscle guys. That blond is actually beautiful. But don’t worry, I will be happy with the dark one.” Angela let out a sigh and took a long sip of her drink.
    “Angela, I don’t get picked up in bars. Guys that look like that blond do not pick up women that look like me. So I would like to go home.” Minty actually shivered.
    “Oh, don’t panic. We don’t have to respond. Try that pretty drink. Does it really taste like mint?” Angela picked up the drink and placed it in Minty’s hand.
    Not knowing what else to do, Minty took a sip and was genuinely surprised. It was mint, almost too sweet, but the little ice chips with it slipped into her mouth to chase the mint down her throat. She took another sip, feeling the heat of the drink hit her stomach. Wow — this stuff might taste good, but it definitely carried a kick. Now she was worried. She was drinking his offering. Did that mean that he would come over for a dance? Shit, she did not dance. She did not get close to people. She did not hug people. She did not kiss people, and she most certainly did not dance. She carefully looked over at Angela, but this allowed her to look at the two men