Excuse the Mess

Smooth jazz music played in the background as Gryphon stayed at the bar of the megayacht way after dark. He had left Andrea with Sammy, the two discussing the photoshoot with the photographer. Even if he didn’t want to stay out of sight of his wife, he had a feeling that someone would be messing with his dream peaceful vacation.

He placed the glass down after downing a shot. There was nothing on him because he didn’t have to pay for anything, and he pretty much didn’t want Andrea to call him while he was out here. He held the glass and kept on moving it in circles as if swirling the invisible liquid.

“Why is the famed Mrs. Pearce not with you?” A woman crept to the seat next to him. She sat on the high stool from the side closer to him, not caring if the slit of her short skirt crept to her hip as the skirt rode way higher than it