He's a Keeper

Chapter 5

This isn't fair.

I'm going to get rid of this guy.

This girl is going to fall in love with me.

"Really?" Macy looks excited. "What does he look like? What's his name?"
"He's tan." She says. "And his name is couch."

I start laughing.

She snickers.

"You have a date with your couch tonight." I nod, smiling.

"And Netflix." She says.

"Your couch will be there when you get home." Jake says. "Come out with us."

She sighs.

"How rowdy is this pub?"

"It's casual." I say. "And they have a pool table."

She hesitates.

"I'm really good at pool." She says.

"Then come out with us and I'll show you that you actually suck at pool." Jake says.

She hesitates.

"Fine." She says. "Get ready to have your ego destroyed."

Yes! She's coming out!

"What time?" Heather asks. Her hand is on her hip, which is cocked, and she's puffing her chest out.

Heather is so annoying. She has a thing for me. She's asked me out before, and I flat out told her that she was being inappropriate.

I want to tell her she's not invited, but I keep my mouth closed.

"We'll meet at seven. They have good food." Jake says. "And it's not a work environment." He adds. "So tonight, he's not your boss. He's your friend."

I love Jake.

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We're all here.

Felicity isn't. It's already eight.

I'm trying not to act disappointed.

We're all slightly dressed up.

I hope Felicity shows up.

I take another sip of my beer.

We're all laughing.

"Where is Felicity?" Macy frowns. "I'm gonna kick her ass."

Everyone laughs quietly.

Jake looks disappointed for me.

It's kinda boring.

We're running out of things to talk about.

The door to the bar opens, and a girl walks in.

I look down, but I look back up when I realize that the girl is Felicity.

And holy shit.

She's so hot.

She's got a white tank top crop top.

It's really tight, and her breasts are showing cleavage. Her stomach is showing. She's perfectly tanned. She has a black mini skirt on. There's a watch on her right arm, and a gold bangle. She's got different small rings on, and black strappy heels.

Her hair is down and perfectly curled.

Her shirt is tight and thick enough that she doesn't need a bra under it, because the shirt makes it look like she's wearing one. She's got a gold necklace on.