“Good.” He grinned. “He’s in there working,” he whispered. Seth took her hand and opened the door. They walked through the threshold, casting a bar of bright light across the shiny floorboards. Mattie took in Bobby from across the bar. He was sort of a petite guy. He was sliding wine glasses into a slatted rack above. He turned, meeting their presence from across the tavern. His eyes sprang open, his mouth dropping. Glass popped, shattering as it hit the floor.
“What the hell!” Bobby tossed a white towel down on the bar and raced around to the front, the soles of his feet crunching on the granules of glass. His smile stretched, his eyes gleaming. Mattie laughed, squeezing Seth’s hand. Seth was adjacent to her, but Mattie wasn’t sure if Bobby could see her yet through all of his excitement. He ran to them, his steps slowing when Bobby’s eyes connected with hers, Bobby now fully aware of her presence. He stopped, gawking at them, now unsure of what to do. “Jesus,” Bobby hissed, his laughter sounding a bit reserved, though Mattie knew nothing about him.
“Well?” Seth laughed. “Aren’t you glad to see me—us?” Seth added hastily. He dropped Mattie’s hand and opened his arms.
“Fuck yeah!” Bobby fell into Seth’s embrace. His eyes closed, rolling beneath their lids. Seth rocked him back and forth. Mattie noticed Bobby’s hands wandering, sliding down Seth’s back, resting at the top of his ass. Mattie stepped back. Her heart rose into her throat. Bobby pulled away. Brilliant green eyes dropped to Seth’s lips. Mattie was tailgating his roving gaze. Something was peculiar. She felt the emotional angst. It was swarming around Seth and Bobby like a hurricane.
“What the hell!” Bobby tossed a white towel down on the bar and raced around to the front, the soles of his feet crunching on the granules of glass. His smile stretched, his eyes gleaming. Mattie laughed, squeezing Seth’s hand. Seth was adjacent to her, but Mattie wasn’t sure if Bobby could see her yet through all of his excitement. He ran to them, his steps slowing when Bobby’s eyes connected with hers, Bobby now fully aware of her presence. He stopped, gawking at them, now unsure of what to do. “Jesus,” Bobby hissed, his laughter sounding a bit reserved, though Mattie knew nothing about him.
“Well?” Seth laughed. “Aren’t you glad to see me—us?” Seth added hastily. He dropped Mattie’s hand and opened his arms.
“Fuck yeah!” Bobby fell into Seth’s embrace. His eyes closed, rolling beneath their lids. Seth rocked him back and forth. Mattie noticed Bobby’s hands wandering, sliding down Seth’s back, resting at the top of his ass. Mattie stepped back. Her heart rose into her throat. Bobby pulled away. Brilliant green eyes dropped to Seth’s lips. Mattie was tailgating his roving gaze. Something was peculiar. She felt the emotional angst. It was swarming around Seth and Bobby like a hurricane.
Awkwardness settled in her gut. It looked as if Bobby was having trouble keeping his elation reeled in. If she wasn’t standing here with them now, how would he have welcomed Seth? Seth turned, making room for her. Bobby was right on cue. Perhaps he had seen her.
“Bobby, this is Mattie Richards.”
“Mattie.” Bobby’s voice carried through the empty tavern, its tone almost musical. “I’m so glad you could make the trip.” He took both of her hands and lifted them to his lips. Bobby kissed the tops of all ten of her fingers. His olive eyes held hers, his gaze a bit too intimate for a first introduction.
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“Bobby, this is Mattie Richards.”
“Mattie.” Bobby’s voice carried through the empty tavern, its tone almost musical. “I’m so glad you could make the trip.” He took both of her hands and lifted them to his lips. Bobby kissed the tops of all ten of her fingers. His olive eyes held hers, his gaze a bit too intimate for a first introduction.
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