“Oh yes. I’m sorry. I actually have a much more pressing matter. The wiring in the building is completely shot. We are going to have to redo everything. There are also a few busted pipes that we couldn’t have foreseen. I can fix everything, it’s just going to delay things a day or two. Is that okay?”
The concern in his voice gave her pause. “Yes of course. Do whatever you can to fix it. An extra day isn’t going to be the end of the world.” She pushed her hair out of her eyes, wincing at the oily texture. She needed a shower.
“Okay good. So see you tomorrow at eleven?” His voice went slightly distant again.
“Sounds good to me. See you then.”
She had barely finished speaking before she heard the click from his side. She worried for a moment about the status of things at the store but figured it was in Trent’s capable hands. Her hands shook as she set her phone down on the table and stood up. He had a hell of an effect on her. The conversation hadn't even been a sexy one and yet her entire body was singing. Maybe it was time for a shower and a visit with her vibrator.
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Daphne tapped her nails on the steering wheel as she sat outside of Anna’s house. When she got out of the shower, she had decided against the vibrator. Although the thought of an orgasm was pleasant, she knew it would be empty. So she needed a different way to blow off some steam. She wanted to go out and do something fun. So she had called Anna at the hospital and got Anna to agree to go dancing after she got off work.
Daphne spent the rest of the afternoon going over the store plans once more, as well as the budget. She had to check on her other two stores and see how things were running in the city. Then she ate a hearty southern dinner of chicken and dumplings with Grams before she dressed and headed out.
It was dark outside, as she sat waiting out front of Anna’s small townhouse in one of the neighborhoods of Ambrosia. Anna's house was cute and had a homey look to it, and knowing Anna, it was beautifully decorated on the inside. Right now however, she was anxious to go out and have some fun. She honked the horn, hoping her friend would hurry up. A minute later, Anna came rushing down the front steps after she kissed her husband goodbye at the door. Daphne laughed as she watched Liam playfully swat his wife’s behind.
As Anna climbed in the car, Daphne gave her a quick, friendly air kiss on the cheek in greeting and began to admire her outfit. She had hoped Anna would dress up, and she didn’t disappoint.
Anna had on a pair of dark skinny jeans tucked into worn brown cowboy boots with an intricate tan detail on the side. She had on a white, spaghetti strap shirt that had silver sequins in a triangular patter moving down her breasts. Her hair was down and the mass of curls was styled so that it wasn’t frizzy and looked very sleek. Anna actually had a fair amount of make-up on and her eyes sparkled with delight.
“It has been way too long since I’ve had a girl’s night out!” Anna squealed in the seat beside her as Daphne left the neighborhood and hit the main highway running through the town. Daphne cranked up the stereo and they sang along as they sped toward the outskirts of town to the only bar and dance club within thirty miles, The Lady Luck.
They had to pass her shop-in-progress to reach the bar and a thrill went through her at the sight of it. The outside hadn't changed much. It was still a brick store front, but the roof angles had been altered slightly and the shingling had been changed. Trent had replaced all of the windows and the front door. There was still paper covering everything so she couldn't see inside, but she couldn’t wait for it to be finished.
When they reached The Lady Luck Daphne was surprised at the number of cars in the parking lot. She looked over at Anna with a raised eyebrow.
Anna winked, unbuckled her seat belt and climbed out of the car. “The owners changed hands, and some out-of-towner’s bought the bar. The inside was re-done and there are now weekly specials. I thought you knew this because it’s ladies night. We get in free on Thursdays.”
The gravel crunched underneath their feet as they walked toward the pumping baseline of the speakers inside. It was a country bar, and Daphne was excited to dance. She had been to many clubs in the city and enjoyed the grinding of hip-hop, but nothing compared to a good two-step partner or a room full of people doing the same line dance and having fun.
The bouncer, a guy Daphne vaguely recognized from high school, checked their ID’s and waived them inside. Anna was right. It looked completely different on the inside. The floor was wood everywhere instead of the old dingy carpet. The bar was bigger, and cleaner. But what caught her attention was the much larger dance floor full of people two-stepping to Brooks & Dunn.