He had no other recourse but to leave after he blew it with her. How could he act so despicable, kissing her without her permission?
He guessed that was his arrogance, believing she also wanted it. But in his defense, he had never been wrong about his instinct about women.
"But there is a first for everything," Travis told himself as he shook his head in disappointment.
She did not even look at him when he said goodbye, which could only prove he could be wrong about her. In this sense, she was different from the usual women he dated.
And for the first time, she shut him down. Deciding to admit defeat, he left the closed restaurant and never bothered her again.
"I thought you would never show up." Travis finally looked up from his drink when his friend appeared beside him.
He was already on his second glass when his friend occupied the vacant seat beside him. So far, the bar still lacked its usual numbers, but who was counting?
