that everyone was out for a good time and many of them were already pairing off, cosying up in the corners and getting down and dirty on the dancefloor. It was only early so I dread to think what the place would be like later when the drinking had really started in earnest.
Spying Lauren standing behind the bar, I made my way over. It was quite a task to elbow my way through the scantily clad girls who were out looking for a good time. I felt decidedly overdressed.
As soon as I made it to the bar, Lauren grinned over at me. Instantly, I smiled back at her. It was the first real smile I had seen from her in months and it was really good to see.
“Glad you could make it! What can I get you?” she nodded to a stool that had come empty at the bar.
I sat down and had to shout to be heard over the pounding music. “Just a Pepsi, thanks.”
“Is that it?” She made a disgusted face.
“I’m working tomorrow.”
She nodded and got me a drink, sliding it across the bar to me and refusing to take any money for it. “It’s on him.” She grinned at the guy sitting next to me.
“Um, thanks?” I didn’t have a clue who he was.
“You’re welcome, babe.” He grinned at me before leaning in closer. “Don’t worry. It’s just a drink. You’re safe with me. I’m Lauren’s shadow for the time being, making sure that asshole doesn’t get anywhere near her again.”
I sat back and looked at him. On first glance, he was an intimidating sight, all badass muscles, tattoos and attitude, but when he smiled? He was really good looking. It was good to know she was in safe hands. I held the drink up and said, “Thank you.”
“No problem. I thought seeing as we were both here for Lauren, it would be a good way to break the ice.”
Lauren leaned over the bar. “Don’t worry, he may look like a hard-ass but he’s really a big teddy bear.”
“Hey! You’ll ruin my rep!”
I couldn’t help laughing. They were squabbling like brother and sister. It put me at ease knowing she had someone else looking out for her. I didn’t think I would be much help if Matt rolled up, but this guy could easily send him on his way.
“So, what’s your name, sweetheart?”
“Fallon. What about you?”
“Maze.”
“Maze?” That was an odd name. It had to be a nickname.
“Long story.” He waved it off. “If you don’t mind me saying, this doesn’t seem like the sort of place someone like you would usually hang out.”
I knew he probably meant that as some kind of compliment, but I felt myself bristle. He was right. This wasn’t the kind of place I had grown up in and my parents would probably have a complete shit fit if they knew I came to bars like this, despite being an adult. I was a big girl and could make my own choices. They didn’t think that, though.
I decided to try and play it cool and not let the comment ruffle my feathers unnecessarily. This guy didn’t know who my family was or where I was from. “So, what kind of place would you see me in?”
“Hmm. Somewhere nice. You’re nothing like the classless whores that come in here. They’re all looking for cock and that’s it.”
“And what do you think I’m looking for?” I smirked. At least he was direct even if he was crude. I was enjoying the flirty banter and Maze seemed like a really nice guy, despite his scary appearance.
“Something more. Something better.”
“Something better than cock?” I raised my eyebrows at him and took a sip of my drink, licking my lips seductively.
Maze cracked up laughing. “I like you!”
His laughter was infectious and I found myself giggling along with him. I don’t know why he decided he liked me, but it could have been worse. Lauren could have had someone watching her who was a complete prick with no sense of humour. At least Maze knew how to have fun and chat easily.
We spent the next hour or so talking crap about nothing in particular. He told me that he worked in computers and nearly had a heart