“Grayson. Right?” she asks. A smile spreading wide across her face. It’s beautiful.
“Yup. and you’re Riley?”
“That’s me. Where can I put my bag?”
She flings a small black backpack to her front and sets in on the bar.
“In the back there,” I tell her and point my thumb to the opening.
I watch as she walks to the back, her hips swaying and bringing attention to her round peach of an ass. My mouth goes dry at the sight of it, but I quickly clear my throat and shake my head.
Temporary Grayson. She’s temporary. You don’t have to be herfriend, or anything else for that matter.
“So, what would you like me to do first.” she says when she comes back out, a hand hitched onto her hip.
“Go grab a keg from the basement.”
Her eyes get wide, and her mouth falls open slightly.
“I’m um. I’m sorry. A keg?”
“Can’t be a bartender and not be able to carry a keg up the steps.”
I know I’m being a dick, but I can’t seem to help myself.
Everything about this woman puts me on edge, and I’m not real sure why.
“I was surprised, that’s all. I thought going over where everything is might be more important, but yeah. I’ll get that.”
Her smile grows wider, and she claps her hands together.
42
T. SPEAR
“How do I get downstairs?”
“Out the back door, there a couple bulkhead doors.”
“Great. Am I getting anything specific?”
“Yeah, grab Miller Lite.”
She turns on her heals and heads to the back door. Oh darn, did I forget to give her the key. A minute later I feel a tap on my shoulder.
“Can I have the key?”
I turn to look at her, this time, she has both hands on her hips, her head is cocked and her eyes are wide with annoyance.
I let a small smirk work the side of my lips.
“Oh, right, Newbie.” I grab the key from a small hook under the bar and toss it to her. Then she heads back out.
Not too long after, I see her open the back door and bring the keg in with a hand cart. Glad she thought to look for that. It would have sucked trying to actually carry the keg up the steps. She rolls it over and sets it down with a thump.
“Great munchkin. I knew you could do it.” I cross my arms and let out a small chuckle.
“Munchkin, really?” her pink tinted lips purse together.