fucking kidding me right
now? Please tell me you’re joking." I glared.
"Who’s Gina?" Dixon asked.
"She stalked me for almost a year
after one night together, proclaiming we were "meant to be"." I
rolled my eyes.
"Well, it sounds like stalker was
right, dude," Dixon laughed.
"No way. I’m not calling Gina, not
talking to her, not even letting her get wind of this." I got up for
another beer, needing a moment away.
"I say you at least try Hannah
then. What other option do you have, unless you want us to start fixing you up
on dates?" Oz wiggled his eyebrows.
"Oh God…is that the only option
left?" Putting my head down to my kitchen counter, I grunted.
"I told you, I have a pretty cool
friend," Dixon threw out there again.
"I work with a woman that I could
fix you up with," Oz threw out there.
"Dude, you are so screwed!"
James laughed loudly.
"Thanks, James." I smacked him
in the head on the way back to the couch. "I appreciate the support and
apparently you don’t care too much about AIS, since our family will lose it to
the damn directors." I snarled.
He put his hands up in surrender.
"Okay, okay, I’ll see if I can
figure something out. Want me to call one of my friends ?" He grinned.
"No. Can we try for a decent
girl, please?" I shot back and he laughed me off.
"So that’s a ‘yes’ to being fixed
up, right?" Dixon wanted clarification. I sighed, nodding by acceptance of
blind dates. "You are going to love my friend. I just gotta convince her
to do this." He grinned around the beer bottle.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Colored lights swirled over the walls
and floor as I sat at Club, Inc., waiting for my blind date courtesy of Dixon.
It was only a couple hours after the club opened, so the crowd was still
sparse. Sitting with my eyes trained on the door, I sat nervously waiting.
"Expecting someone?" Lilli stood
smiling from behind the bar.
"You could say that." I gulped
my drink.
"What’s she look like? Maybe she’s
already here." She asked nicely as she scooped ice into a large glass
blender.
"I’m not quite sure."
"Are you on a blind date?" She
looked amused, a smirk creeping over her lips.
"Maybe," I scowled.
"Dixon—"
She burst into a fit of laughter.
"You let Dixon set you up? Of all the people…" Her body shook from
amusement, walking away to put the ice on the blender stand.
"Lilli!"
I spun on the bar stool, and watched a petite
woman run up to the bar. She almost threw herself over it.
She was attractive and super tiny. She
couldn’t be more than five foot two, if she was lucky, super thin with a really
short platinum pixie haircut. I bet she could easily work for Disney as a fairy
or something.
"Look what the cat dragged
in!" Lilli yelled back.
"Please, nothing drags me
anywhere," the tiny woman gave a fake insulted look.
They embraced over the bar. The way Lilli’s
ass was pushed out as she leaned across the bar, I couldn’t help but stare at it.
"I do the dragging" the tiny
girl responded and giggled.
Her giggle was almost musical. By
looking at her profile, I could tell her fine, delicate features matched the
rest of her tiny frame. A little tiny for my tastes, but she was pretty.
"So, what are you dragging in here
tonight, hooker?" Lilli slid off the bar and started pouring a drink
before placing it in front of the tiny girl.
"Dixon set me up with one of his
friends—" Lilli burst into laughter.
It took me a moment, but I realized this
was my date.
"What’s so funny?" Tiny blonde
narrowed her eyes.
Lilli shook her head and pointed at me.
"Aidan?" The girl looked over
to me with a smile and headed in my direction.
"Yeah. Phoebe?"
She nodded and stuck out her hand.
"Can I get you guys anything before
you go to a table?" Lilli appeared.
"I’m good, what about you?"
Phoebe looked from Lilli to me.
"No, I think I’m good, too."
Lilli smiled an incredible smile and
went back down the bar. My eyes were still attached to her ass, it took
everything in me to look away before