Griff Montgomery stopped on Elm Street and peered at a door. The sign said “open”. He walked into his favorite local bar, “The Savage Beast”. Eve was behind the bar, setting up.“Not open yet,” she called out.
“Sign says open.”“Griff?” She looked up. “Come on in.” She beamed a 1,000 watt smile at him. He looked her over with appreciation. A sexy smile curved his lips. Eve’s got it all, amazing body, great personality. Her long black hair swung down to cover her very low neckline a bit. She tossed it back with a snap of her head. His gaze lingered on her breasts.
"Early practice. Got anything special today?”
“Yeah, Roddy’s new drink, the Savage Sunrise.”
Griff lifted an eyebrow. “What’s in it?”
“Same as a Tequila Sunrise only papaya juice instead of orange. He says it’s healthier. I think it’s bullshit.”
Griff laughed. “Now I have to try it. Bring it on.”
She peeked at him as she mixed the drink. “Got a lot of free time nowadays?”“You might say that.” She placed the drink in front of him.
“When are you gonna fix me up with one of your teammates?”
“What’s wrong with me?” He sipped the drink and gave her thumbs up.
“We’ve been fuck buddies long enough to know it’s not happening beyond the bedroom.”
“Don’t know ‘till you try.”
“I hate to ruin a good friendship.”
“I knew you were gonna say that.”
After two more Savage Sunrises, Griff slipped off the stool and returned home, alone, for another evening of unbearable quiet and sitting on the deck watching the birds and their mates.