Mr. Hott Mess - Page 8/30

I practically ran all the way to Rusty Bob's, my day was filled with unexpected surprises that i needed a well deserved stiff drink to drown it all away, the biggest surprise being that my new boss is a sex god from heaven. I was so eager to throw back a dirty martini that i just realized i didn't have my phone on me when i had searched for it to send mecca a quick text telling her am on my way, i must have left it back at the office after our conversation.

Arriving at the small but very cozy bar a sense of relaxation quickly swept over me as the taught of sitting back enjoying the nice music, listening to slam poetry and taking a few drinks, sharing a laugh or two here and there gave me a warm feeling in my gut.

I noticed Mecca from across the room sitting in a circle filled with tall, Hispanic, gorgeous looking men, i had to look twice just to make sure that it was her. I slowly made my way over to her still looking around to see if im either seeing things or God forgot a few of his fine ass angels down on earth.

'Allie, you made it'

'Yeah i wouldn't miss it for the world!'

(Funny isn't She)