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Kevin nodded and shifted on his stool. He wondered if Coffey
and Ramirez ever came here.
“Am I boring you?” she asked. “I can leave you alone if you’d
like.”
“You’re not boring me.”
She flipped her hair and Kevin thought she was prettier than he’d
first realized. “Would you like to buy me a drink?” she suggested.
“What would you like?”
“Cosmopolitan,” she said, and Kevin signaled to the bartender.
The cosmopolitan arrived.
“I’m not very good at this,” Kevin admitted.
“Not good at what?”
“This.”
“We’re just talking,” she said. “And you’re doing fine.”
“I’m married.”
She smiled. “I know. I saw your ring.”
“Does that bother you?”
“Like I said, we’re just talking.”
She ran a finger along her glass and he could see the moisture
collect on the tip.
“Does your wife know you’re here?” she asked.
“My wife is out of town,” he said. “Her friend is sick and she’s
helping her out.”
“And so you thought you’d hit the bars? Meet some women?”