Avoiding Commitment (Avoiding #1)(23)
"I need six lemon drops, three Bud Lights, two Jager bombs, and an Amaretto sour," Trina demanded of the tiny red headed bartender. The girl looked frantic pulling random bottles off the shelf and replacing them almost instantly. She grabbed several shot glasses placing them haphazardly on the bar before glancing up at her customer helplessly.
"How many shots did you want?" the girl asked her voice coming out mousy.
Trina rolled her eyes exaggeratedly. "Honey, why are you working the busiest night of the week if you can't take an order? I said six"
A blush crept up across her cheeks and down her neck. "I…uh…" the girl stammered not anticipating the harassment.
"I mean really, what was Joe thinking hiring someone so incompetent?" Trina questioned her further leaning forward against the bar. Her eyes were locked with the mouse who looked terrified. Several of the surrounding customers looked anxiously over at Trina. Some just looked angry that she was taking up so much time with the only bartender at this end of the bar. A small blond girl standing to her right nudged her lightly in the ribs giving her a shut the f**k up look. Trina didn't even register the jab. She was smiling instead at the girl behind the bar. "What's your name sweetheart?"
"Mary," she said fumbling with the bottle opener. Mary getting even more flustered managed to drop the metal opener. She quickly ducked down to retrieve it only to continue to be badgered.
Trina smirked at the girl maliciously. "Seems like you are better suited for church…Mary," she said dragging her name out. The girl just glanced up meekly not even able to form words. Her eyes were beginning to well up with unshed tears.
"Trina, stop being such a bitch," another girl said materializing next to the redhead. The voluptuous bartender scooted Mary to the side with her hip and began expertly filling the order.
Trina's smile widened at the sight. "Chasity, I thought I would have to break your newbie before you got over here. What took you so long?"
"I'd like to remind you that you are underage darling," Chasity quipped pushing the beers across the counter. "Might I also point out," she said thrusting the bottle opener into the back pocket of her micro mini jean skirt and leaning into one hip, "that three-fourths of the people in here know that."
Mary's eyes bulged. "Oh my God, Chasity, I had no idea. I wouldn't have served her if I'd known."
Chasity rolled her eyes and her innocent naivety. "We don't ID at the bar silly girl." Mary's blush returned in full force. "Anyway, you should recognize Trina here as one of our All-American gymnasts."
"Thanks for the introduction. Why not add a lemon drop to that order for yourself and little Mary too," Trina said fishing out her credit card and passing it to Chasity who stuffed it into her red bra strap. Chasity added two more glasses to the counter and began filling them with clear liquid. Trina held a shot in hand and beckoned the couple off the dance floor.
Lexi brushed her side-swept bangs off her glistening forehead as she made her way to Trina and the rest of the group. Trina smiled as she approached a shot appearing in front of her face. "For you my dear," she said passing her the drink.
Lexi reached forward to extract another shot from the bar and passed it to the guy standing behind her before diving back in and retrieving two sugar coated lemon slices. The eight people in attendance smacked their glasses against one another and downed the contents feeling the familiar burn of vodka. Quickly inserting the lemon slice into her mouth, Lexi instantly felt the dizzying effects of the alcohol, even stumbling a little. "Ugh," she groaned leaning back against the guy's shoulder, "I can't feel my legs. Is that bad?"
He wrapped his arm around her tiny waist securing her in place. "Don't worry. I gotcha."
"I know you do," she said nuzzling her nose into his neck affectionately.
He jumped upon contact. "Damn. Your nose is freezing. How are you that cold? We were just dancing" he asked breaking away from her. She shrugged leaning forward against Trina's chair.
"Who's the new girl?" Lexi asked nodding towards the redheaded bartender.
"Mary," Trina said cocking her head sideways as she studied the girl. "Chasity was just introducing her to me."
Lexi's head shot up at the name. Her head swiveled around the bar expecting to catch a glimpse of very familiar dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. No matter how many times she came to Chamber, she continued to register the same reaction at the mention of Chasity. After all, Jack had been a regular of hers at one point in time.
"Hey Lex," Chasity said winking at her. Lexi's heart skipped at the casual use of the nickname that she'd never really allowed anyone else to call her since Jack made it sound so incredibly sexy. "I was actually just chastising Trina for acting like a bitch to Mary here. You're on the team, right? You should learn to keep her under control." Chasity swirled her hips in time with the music looking all the more sensual for her adoring customers. She flipped a bottle of Jack Daniels three or four times experimentally in her hands before tipping it upside down and emptying it into a glass brimming with cubed ice.
"Oh no, I'm not on the team," Lexi corrected hastily. "I just practice with them."
Last semester, Lexi had received an email from Krista, the captain gymnastics team, asking if she was available to attend a meeting with the coach. Lexi had thought it was a cruel joke. She had only told one person about her desire to be on the gymnastics team, and well, she hadn't spoken with him since that fateful night in October. Her response had been dripping with sarcasm and questions in regards to the real sender. Krista had instantly responded that in no way was she joking about the offer, but that if she wasn't interested then to forget it was ever mentioned. As fast as she could get a reply out, Lexi apologized and agreed to the meeting.