Monthly Archives: March 2015
Hi and welcome to Tuesday Tales! Today’s word prompt is “mug”. We’re back with Reese and Lily in Between the Shelves.
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**caution…there is some adult language.**
Lily shuffled down the sidewalk, her eyes trained to the cement beneath her feet. She never felt so lost and lonely in her life. Sleep eluded her. Tears felt at the drop of a hat. She forced herself to keep busy so she couldn’t think about Reese. Because if she did…
Wiping a stray tear from her cheek, Lily picked up the pace. The last place she wanted to go was her father’s church. However it was the one place in Braden that people left her alone, including her father. And at the moment she just wanted to be alone.
“Well, if it isn’t Lily Dixon.”
Lily glanced up to find Buddy leaning against the wall of his bar, his arms crossed over his broad chest. The summer sunlight made his shaggy blond hair almost white. He shoved himself off the wall and stormed across the street until he was standing in her way.
He glared down at her. “Where are you going, Lily?”
“What does it matter to you Buddy?”
“I want to have a little chat with you. Why don’t come over to my bar so we can talk?”
Lily cast a wary glance at the bar. Reese is in there. Probably with her. “I don’t want to talk. And I don’t drink.”
“Bullshit. I know how much wine you and Molly drink. Who do you think she buys it from?”
“I’m not interested in talking.”
Buddy grasped her arm. “I am.”
“Don’t bully me.”
Buddy chuckled. “I’m not bullying you. I just want to talk to the bitch that broke my best friend’s heart.”
Lily stared him in amazement. Buddy pulled her slowly up to him until they were eye to eye. “I know Reese can handle himself physically. He’s an MMA fighter. But his heart is fragile. He’s had no love, no family his entire life. No one has ever wanted him. So when you fuck with his heart, you fuck with me. Get it? Now, shall we go have a chat?”
Lily slowly nodded. Buddy lowered her back to her feet then pointed to his bar. She scampered ahead of him, not stopping until her rear was firmly planted on a bar stool in the dim building. Buddy pulled a frosty mug from the freezer and plopped it in front of her. She nudged it away. “I don’t drink.”
He sighed and pulled out a shot glass, filling it with a golden liquid. “Like cinnamon?” he questioned.
He set it in front of her. “Try it.”
Lily stared at it a moment before she slammed it down. She winced as it burned but Buddy was right. It was good. She looked up from the shot as he leaned across the bar towards her. “So now, tell me. Why did you break Reese’s heart?”