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LAYLA

50/60

SATURDAY

"I am going to make a call."

"Oh..."

He rotated, taking sharp strides away from me. Uh -

Was he waiting for someone? Finally, what?

"Layla, come on! Let's go check out the bar."

My eyes were on his retreating figure as Bella dragged my arm despite resistance.

I etched his face look in my mind. Anguish.

****

"What's on the menu?”

I glanced back every half second for Aiden. The mystery call wasn’t done.

“It’s special today. Sipsmith Strawberry Smash Gin. It is flavored and contains alcohol. We’re trying to see how well it will perform in the market.”

“Layla!”

I almost steered my balance. Bella jeered my shoulders, drawing my attention to the bar.

“What do you think, girls?”

Another shoulder peek. He was gone.

“Let’s try it.”

We chorused, pulling out a bar stool to sit on.

***

“I can get my own Uber, thank you.” I boasted, put in place by Aiden.

When did he come back again?

We purchased an entire bottle and had a glass full of each. However, it was too sweet. It di