The numbers were high for a Thursday night at the cocktail lounge, but not quite touching the usual weekend crowd. Which?was fine by Millie. If she had her way, she wouldn?t be out at all. Hell, she wasn?t sure why she was doing her brother any favors anyways. If it wasn?t for the hopelessness of Malcolm?s assistant, she probably would?ve told him to go shove it. ?but it wasn?t the case, so there she was.
?and oddly enough, she was having a good time. Ada was a funny drunk, and she?d never seen the girl cut loose before. Ada had drunk about five Whiskey Sours, while Millie had her own concoction of blood and booze.
?So?what?s going on with Micah? What?s his story?? Ada asked, her face resting on her palm as she leaned and took a sip of her drink.
?Pretty sure he likes Eva,? Millie said, almost defensively. What? If anyone was going to marry Micah and be her sister, it would be her bestie! ?Besides, you?ve been talking about Malcolm all night. I think it?s pretty clear what brother you?re interested in.?
Ada immediately went on the defensive, lifting up, and shaking her head. ?No, of course I don?t think of Malcolm that way, he?s my boss?he?s my??? It was hopeless, and even she knew it by the look on Millie?s face. ??Please don?t tell??
Millie shook her head, ?I haven?t spilled the beans yet,? she snickered. ?Don?t plan on it, but?? Downing the rest of her drink, she shook her head lightly and crinkled her nose. ??you ever think maybe?just tell him how you feel??
?Right,? Ada laughed. ?Tell Mr. Playboy how I feel? I could see that going so well.?
There was a wince, ?Yeah? Thinking about it, that?s a stupid idea,? she laughed weakly. ?I dunno, dude? I mean, he clearly can?t live without you? I seriously think he?d fall apart and lose all of his money in a week.?
?Nah, he did just fine without me? I can?t imagine much would change if I left.?
Millie leaned in, ??so leave.?
?What?? Ada blinked.
?Look, I don?t want to tell you how to live your life? Or anything like that, but? All I know is? If I loved somebody, and had to spend every waking moment with them, watching them go through woman?after woman?after woman?after??
?I get it.?
A small laugh, ?Right, sorry?the point is, I?d go crazy? And, you have to have a savings at this point. What have you always wanted to do??
?Well, I guess I??
?So, go do it!?
Ada lifted her chin some, ?Maybe you?re right? What about you and?? she began, but was cut off when the waiter came with their check. He?d written his phone number on it, and slid it to Millie, smiling before he walked off. ?Sometimes I wish I looked like you,? she muttered, reaching to pull out her card.
?Why?
?You?re pretty? Guys have been looking at you all night.?
Hiccupping, Millie scrunched her nose. ?Have you ever considered maybe? Changing the way you dress. Please don?t take this the wrong way, but you look like you?re dressed by a blind nun??
?Not sure how else to take that??
Slamming her hand down on the table, Millie stood up and produced some cash. ?Come on. The night?s still young. I?m taking you shopping!?
?But I??? A defeated look, as she followed after the already retreating Millie.
?and oddly enough, she was having a good time. Ada was a funny drunk, and she?d never seen the girl cut loose before. Ada had drunk about five Whiskey Sours, while Millie had her own concoction of blood and booze.
?So?what?s going on with Micah? What?s his story?? Ada asked, her face resting on her palm as she leaned and took a sip of her drink.
?Pretty sure he likes Eva,? Millie said, almost defensively. What? If anyone was going to marry Micah and be her sister, it would be her bestie! ?Besides, you?ve been talking about Malcolm all night. I think it?s pretty clear what brother you?re interested in.?
Ada immediately went on the defensive, lifting up, and shaking her head. ?No, of course I don?t think of Malcolm that way, he?s my boss?he?s my??? It was hopeless, and even she knew it by the look on Millie?s face. ??Please don?t tell??
Millie shook her head, ?I haven?t spilled the beans yet,? she snickered. ?Don?t plan on it, but?? Downing the rest of her drink, she shook her head lightly and crinkled her nose. ??you ever think maybe?just tell him how you feel??
?Right,? Ada laughed. ?Tell Mr. Playboy how I feel? I could see that going so well.?
There was a wince, ?Yeah? Thinking about it, that?s a stupid idea,? she laughed weakly. ?I dunno, dude? I mean, he clearly can?t live without you? I seriously think he?d fall apart and lose all of his money in a week.?
?Nah, he did just fine without me? I can?t imagine much would change if I left.?
Millie leaned in, ??so leave.?
?What?? Ada blinked.
?Look, I don?t want to tell you how to live your life? Or anything like that, but? All I know is? If I loved somebody, and had to spend every waking moment with them, watching them go through woman?after woman?after woman?after??
?I get it.?
A small laugh, ?Right, sorry?the point is, I?d go crazy? And, you have to have a savings at this point. What have you always wanted to do??
?Well, I guess I??
?So, go do it!?
Ada lifted her chin some, ?Maybe you?re right? What about you and?? she began, but was cut off when the waiter came with their check. He?d written his phone number on it, and slid it to Millie, smiling before he walked off. ?Sometimes I wish I looked like you,? she muttered, reaching to pull out her card.
?Why?
?You?re pretty? Guys have been looking at you all night.?
Hiccupping, Millie scrunched her nose. ?Have you ever considered maybe? Changing the way you dress. Please don?t take this the wrong way, but you look like you?re dressed by a blind nun??
?Not sure how else to take that??
Slamming her hand down on the table, Millie stood up and produced some cash. ?Come on. The night?s still young. I?m taking you shopping!?
?But I??? A defeated look, as she followed after the already retreating Millie.