Mr. Control
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Keira: Is Eric Newcastle going to be there?
Mark: Maybe…
Keira: Don’t toy with me, Mark! Is he going to be there?!
Mark: He’s not going to not be there.
Keira: I swear it Mark, next time you nude model for one of my classes I’ll make sure it’s 50 degrees in the room.
Mark: Who said I’m going to model for you again? That was an act of desperation that I’ll never have to repeat.
Keira: Never say never.
Mark: Never!
Keira: Damnit Mark! Just tell me!! Will he be there?
Mark: Yes.
Not even bothering to take her food out of the microwave, she snatched up her bag and sprinted out of her apartment. She barely took the time to lock the door as she flew down the stairs taking them three at a time. She dropped her keys twice trying to get them into the ignition. Eric Newcastle! The level of freaking out, going on in her brain, was off the charts. Her palms were clammy, heart racing and stomach churning. Please let that be because of nerves and not the moldy takeout.
Attempting to maintain a speed that came close to the speed limit, she pulled her car into one of the spots in the alley behind the bar. Being friends with the owner had its perks, one was not needing to look for street parking. She grabbed her bag out of the passenger seat and ran to the door of the bar. Slowing down, as she passed the large windows at the front of the bar, Keira made a beeline straight for the door. The sign for The Bramble swinging in the wind and it called to her. Free drinks…free food…she wasn’t sure if a drink was the best way to settle her stomach, but she needed to calm herself and free drinks were another perk of knowing the owner. Maybe the liquor would kill whatever toxins she’d ingested from the takeout container of doom.
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