Shay
“My buddy will be racing soon, do you want another beer?” Bryson asked, typing on his phone.
“Is that him on the phone?”
He blushed a little, “Yeah, sorry. I’m not ignoring you, I swear, I’m just letting him know we bet on him and that I have the most beautiful date here.”
I’m surprised the smile on my face didn’t hurt. Bryson has had me smiling since he picked me up for this date. He was interesting, enthusiastic, funny, and very intelligent. He reminded me of a golden retriever. Eager to please and happy to get attention. I was amazed with all the scantily clad women around and he wasn’t ogling them. I was ogling. Some, it was hard not to ogle. I’ve seen a total of six women in the tiniest bikinis and high-heeled boots, and they were hot, like totally smokin’.
“You flatt
