Shadows In Durango

Chapter 31

*****Sofia's POV*****

I was sure to read each drink order carefully, ensuring that I didn't miss a single one as I placed the glasses down on to the tray one by one.

I moved my hands to take a side each of the tray, breathing out to find it heavier than what I had hoped it would be - as I force myself to manage it's weight, knowing that I could get the first whole order delivered with the one trip. Don't spill it...

Don't drop it...

Focus...

Slowly...

I walked towards them, as the group grew silent on my approach - causing me to force out a tight smile feeling more awkward than necessary.

"Here let me help you there princess!" One of the unfamiliar guys stand up, who looked to be around thirty, relieving the weight of the tray by taking some of the whiskeys off of it - handing them around to his friends. "Thank you..." I breathe out softly, as Vincent all but watches the exchange, remaining seated and amused.

I avoided Daryl as best I could, who was seated directly to my right, as I place the remaining drinks down on the table, as each of them reach out to take whatever one belonged to them knowingly.

In an instant panic, I feel my dress start to slip downwards at my chest, which was caused by me having to bend forward to put down the drinks on the table.

I swallow hard and swiftly move my arm to cover up my chest - unaware of whether or not my nipples had actually slipped out but not wanting to take the chance.

Feeling my face flush red, I quickly thank the group and take the empty tray away with my free hand - heading back towards the bar in a quick scurry.

With my back to the men, I remove my arm, finding the very tips of my nipples to be poking up out of the dress - only visible to anyone who was really staring.

It could be worse I guess...

the material up with a tug, covering them up ever so slightly once again, before almost jumping

find that Vincent had followed me back to my

the order? I was certain I had nailed each drink! I counted twice to make sure I had every single one there...

back at him in disbelief, as he places his hands on the opposite side of

you over that damn balcony myself... but then again, maybe the bottom floor with the dancers would suit you

he saw...

had for me to wear in the closet! I covered up as soon as I felt it slip, I didn't mean to embarrass you." I

forward, as he seems to take a moment to compose

told them that I was coming up here to order shots, so pour me some tequilas to

swallow the lump forming in my throat as I thank the lord for my seamless pouring skills - having the shots

the tray and heads back to the

VIPs coming back, ordering their drinks before proceeding to sit at a

down, their chats seemed to grow more serious, as they all leaned in a little closer and listened to one

cocktail from the book beneath the bar, choosing a fancy glass that I hadn't yet used since my orders

began to get engrossed in measuring the ingredients that I didn't even notice that someone had approached the bar, before I almost jump out of my skin

fingers tremble and I just offer him

find myself holding up a hand to cut

him, not wanting to get into the finer details of

deadpans, as my jaw slackens and my eyes

here to confront me

I find myself saying, unable to comprehend

would he even care when he was clearly locked lips with somebody else

seemed to be engrossed in a serious conversation at the

kissing that girl, Vincent came to find me... and yes, we ended up kissing in his car." I babble, suddenly feeling as though I was the one who had fucked up. Daryl's brows seem to furrow at

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