Chapter 48

Memphis's POV:

What the fuck was that? I just got back to the states a couple hours ago and wanted to unwind with the guys. It was going good until I went to go get a round of drinks for us and bumped into that waitress. That beautiful waitress my subconscious chimes in. Beautiful? Where'd that come from? She was infuriating and rude. But fuck if she wasn't sexy as hell ripping me a new one. I kind of feel bad cause she looked like she had been there awhile and just wanted to taste a good meal and relax. I was kind of a dick to her even though she did most of the yelling. I don't even care about the shirt or that she screamed at me. She looked like she was about to cry and like the idiot that I am I just stood there watching her stomp off and leave.

A hand on my shoulder and my buddies laughs ring in my ears brings me back to the present. Roman is chuckling at me while the two idiot brothers are falling on the floor laughing at me. I look at Javi who's behind the bar cleaning a glas