was exhausted after spending so much
time this week preparing for this event. “If everything is going well, I’ll
head out.”
Michelle pouted. “Thanks for leaving me with all the dads.
It should be a wild Saturday night for me as well. I’ll call you next week to
discuss the other events we have coming up. After the success of tonight, I’m
sure we’ll be booking you and Luca’s for our events for the rest of the year.”
I smiled and thanked her, and then made my way out the
back door. I was quite pleased everything went so well. This kind of repeated
business was exactly what my bakery needed since it was still a little slow
during the week when I didn’t have big event orders. I so badly wanted to call Addie
to tell her the good news but I knew I shouldn’t bother her while she was on
vacation, blissfully in love in her whimsical romantic relationship.
I got in my car, finally realizing in that moment that I
looked awfully cute to only be out in public for less than fifteen minutes.
Maybe I should go out tonight after all, at least for some dinner and maybe a
few drinks.
I dialed my friend Megan first. She was always up for a
night out.
“Hey Megan, what’s up? What are you doing tonight?” I
asked casually.
“Going out with Alex,” she replied dreamily.
“Who is Alex? You have a date tonight?” I added, a little
surprised. I just saw Megan yesterday afternoon and she never mentioned him to
me.
“I met him last night, Mal. He is so hot. I’m on my way
out now to meet him at Harrigan’s Brewhouse and then we’re going to some beach
party. I think he’s perfect,” Megan said breathily.
“You haven’t even known him for twenty-four hours yet! You
think that about every guy, and then you’re over them in a week,” I said
mockingly. Megan wasn’t exactly a relationship type of girl.
“I know Mal, but who cares. One of these days it will be the
right guy, so I may as well give everyone a shot,” she said cheerfully.
“Okay Meg, if that’s what you want to call all of this
serial dating. Just be careful tonight. Call me if you need an escape plan,
alright?” I asked sincerely.
“Sure thing. Thanks Mal,” Megan replied, hanging up the
phone.
I quickly dialed Steve, then my other guy friend Johnny.
They both had plans as well, so apparently I wouldn’t be going out tonight
after all.
Greyson crossed my mind for a moment. Would he really just
be sitting at Eastwick’s Pub waiting for me? Perhaps he was actually meeting a
large group of friends there and wouldn’t even notice if I never showed up. I did have to pass by there on my way back home. It wasn’t exactly on the same route
I took to get to the gallery, but technically it was between my present
location and my apartment.
I turned down a side street, making my way towards
Eastwick’s Pub. I had no intention of going in, but for some reason I couldn’t
get the thought out of my mind that perhaps Greyson was just sitting there at a
table, waiting for me. I at least wondered if I would be able to see anything
through the restaurant windows if I just did a quick drive-by.
A few minutes later, I turned onto Third Street, slowly
making the drive down past Eastwick’s. I certainly didn’t see a Luca’s van
parked nearby, but he probably wouldn’t be driving his work vehicle tonight
anyway. I guess that didn’t make much sense.
Just as I approached the pub, I slowed down a bit, hoping
to get a glimpse inside the large restaurant windows that faced the street. I
could make out men and women inside, but certainly not well enough through the
glass to actually recognize
Kami García, Margaret Stohl