One Shots

How about that one?" Robert pointed at a slim blonde standing near the washrooms.
Beau looked at her and immediately shook his head, “Bortz you know I like my girls thick.” He chuckled.
Beau was trying to enjoy a night out with his friend but all Robert could do was try to get him laid.
Robert went on and on pointing at girls but no one caught Beau’s eye until two girls walked in. Robert followed Beau’s eyes and glanced at the two.
“Good thinking the brunette is hot.” Robert nudged Beau.
Beau shook his head, it wasn’t the brunette he was so intrigued by, it was the girl dressed in black to match her hair colour. The jean jacket hugged closely to her body was the only hint of colour she was wearing.
“Let’s make a move.” Robert spoke before chugging down the rest of his beer and standing up.
Beau followed his footsteps all the way over to the bar where the two girls has made themselves comfortable.
“Hey there, I’m Robert and this is Beau, we were wondering if we can buy you two ladies a drink.” Robert flashed his signature smile, the ladies fell for it every time.
The brunette blushed, “I’m Faith and this is Keirstyn, we would love it if you bought us drinks.”
Beau smiled to himself, he learned her name was Keirstyn, he watched her as Robert ordered drinks for the four of them. She was quiet and kept to herself as Faith and Robert talked.
Beau took a deep breath and made a bold move, he walked away from Roberts side and went over to sit on the other side of Keirstyn. She looked up for only a second as he sat down beside her.
“Keirstyn right?” Beau asked, he already knew it was her name he had been repeating it over and over since Faith first spoke, he just needed something to start off the conversation.
Keirstyn sighed, “Look I know how this goes, your friend is into my friend so you have to be his wingman. Am I right? Let’s just make this easier for the both of us and sit here quietly while they do their thing.”
Beau laughed to himself which caught Keirstyns attention, “Why are you laughing?” She asked shyly.
Beau controlled his laughter, “You’re right about the wingman, but I’m not his wingman, he’s mine.”
Beau grinned as her saw her confusion, “I’ve had my eye on you since the moment you first walked in, I’ve had multiple women walk by me trying to get my attention but I wasn’t interested in any of them, in anyone, until I saw you.”
Keirstyn shook her head, “You’re just saying that to keep me occupied, I’ve had many men sweet talk me to get to my friends. I know this all too well.”
Beau sighed, “You don’t believe that someone actually wants you and not your friend.”
“They never do.” Keirstyn frowned.
“Well I do, so just give me a chance. Let’s start over.” He suggested, “Hi I’m Beau, can I buy you a drink?”
Keirstyn smiled, “Hello, I’m Keirstyn and you sure can.”

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