CHAPTER 47

JOSH

I head into the bar and immediately spot Miquel sitting by the counter. I walk up to him and settle beside him.

“Hey man.” He greets.

“Hey.” I respond lazily.

“What’s up with you?” He inquires.

“Nothing.” I answer and beckon to one of the waiters. “A bottle of your finest and strongest liquor.” I tell the waiter

“Actually, sir..”

“ I’m not interested in whatever you have to say. Just get me the damn liquor.” I say in a half yell and he nods in understanding before walking off.

Miquel looks at me, clearly intending to ask questions but decides against it.

The waiter returns with my drink and I pour it into the cup and down it at a go, the taste burning my throat. Miquel and I sip our drinks in a comfortable silence, well, except from the music playing in the bar and the blurred out noises of the people in it.

“How’s Mia?” He asks out of the blue and my jaw tightens.

Images of her starts filling my mind. Her gorgeous smile, her pink luscious lips, her curvy and sexy body