"On second thought, I want to be nice today. Meet me at the bar in two minutes. I won't wait longer than that."
I whispered to Christabella, ended the call and slipped silently through the door. I didn't need to draw Michelle's attention to myself.
I got to the bar before Christabella appeared looking confused and lost. On impulse, I had wanted to wave her over but I caught myself before I got embarrassed by my own foolishness.
What's fun in signaling to her?
If possible, I would have made her search through Las Vegas just to see me. Fortunately for her, her eyes landed on me within a few seconds.
Everything about her screams no fun!
She had walked over to me in her hideous choice of clothes. I wished I knew where she got her fashion sense and ideas from.
"Hi."
She had said to me as she took a seat and up to this very moment, she hadn't said another word. Not even a reason for asking me to meet up with her.
