*Marmie*
The cool night air sent a shiver down my spine, but I wasn’t going to put on the jacket I brought with me. I loved how this top made my breasts pop out, and I noticed how Phillip pretended not to stare at them. I couldn’t cover them up.
“This place is… interesting,” he said, eyeing the colorful couple that walked past us and settled into their chairs at a nearby table. The girl had long, blue hair, and the guy looked like he belonged in a seventies rock band.
“It’s new, and I read the cocktails have great reviews,” I offered, though I knew this wasn’t the type of place he liked.
It was this new hipster-type of rooftop bar that had been opening up all over the city, and I knew that the stairway to get up here winded him.
Not my problem.
