My shoulders burned and my hamstrings ached after being stretched across the bar in The Nest for what felt like several hours. Although I wasn't too sad that no one seemed to want to talk to the girl handcuffed to the bar, I was starting to get extremely uncomfortable. And I needed to pee. I guess I should just be grateful that I didn't wear a dress and heels because this could have been far more awkward and uncomfortable if I had.
"How's everything going sweetheart?" Ron husked into my ear with a faux sweetness that was enough to give a girl a cavity as he slid onto the empty barstool beside me once more.
"Great. You know, I don't think I've had this much fun at a bar in a while. This place is high class."
Chuckling, Ron laid my phone down next to me on the bar. "Your boyfriend called just a bit ago. I think he should be here soon. Although I'm glad you had such a good time with us. You're welcome here anytime you would like."
