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    When You Least Expect It – Chapter 7

    ". . . so anyway, its on Saturday and I was wondering-"

    Completely ignoring Josh, Tina turned back to face the bar and signaled the bartender. "Can I get a double shot of tequila please?"

    "Whoa, a double shot?" Josh raised his eyebrows, clearly impressed and even a little excited. He had hoped to have better luck with an intoxicated Tina.

    Ignoring him again, Tina quickly downed the bitter liquid and immediately stuffed a slice of lime into her mouth.

    "Can I get another one?" She rasped to the bartender as Josh looked on, a grin forming on his face.

    "I never pegged you for a drinker" He teased as he admired the sexy flush that covered Tina’s cheeks.

    Tina didn’t answer him, her full attention was once again back on Bette and the raven haired woman as she waited for her next shot of tequila. She watched as they took a picture together, her eyes burning with envy as the woman cuddled up to Bette for the shot.

    Tina ran her tongue over her teeth in frustration but at the same time she felt a wave of sadness wash over her, mixing together with the various emotions already present.

    The least Bette could have done was wish me a happy birthday. Does she really have to hang all over that woman like that?

    The bartender placed the shot glass on the bar in front of Tina, regaining the blonde’s attention. She turned back to the bar and grabbed the glass, downing her second shot. She shook her head at the nasty taste left in her mouth, her arms filling with goosebumps as she brought a second slice of lime to her lips.

    Josh watched Tina carefully, looking on as she threw the drained lime slice into the long shot glass.

    "So about Saturday . ." He trailed off, completely oblivious to what Tina was going through. He didn’t care about anything more than scoring a date with his beautiful boss.

    Tina finally looked at Josh, completely unaware of what he had been trying to do for the last twenty minutes. She smiled apologetically and excused herself without so much as acknowledging whatever it was he had said.

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