Try Again

“I had a feeling that you were I mean I was watching you and how your eyes were scanning the entire room. Take a sit for a while and then we can get out of there after we’re done with our drinks. What do you say to that?”He asked looking Jamal up and down.

Jamal grinned at Caleb and winked. “I can’t help but look for someone special in a crowd. Good thing I found him, right?” He raised his mug in a silent cheers and then took a drink, relaxing into the seat across from Caleb. “I say it sounds like an incredible idea, Caleb. The best, really. Well, I suppose the best would be just cutting to the good part right here and now, but we can’t all be as adventurous as I am, so I’m more than happy to oblige and finish up here first.” He moved his leg under the table to rub up Caleb’s thigh. “Can’t say I’m not tempted, though. You are a rather fine specimen.”

Caleb sat in one of the booths at the tavern nursing a bottle of beer when he looked around just for someone to dance with or go home with to get his mind off the shitty day he had, his family on his case and everything that seemed to go wrong went wrong.

Jamal was sitting in the tavern looking around for someone to have fun with. Most guys looking for a fun time were here. He smiled when he saw Caleb doing the same thing and made his way over to his table. “I know that look, Caleb. I was just wearing that look, in fact.” He chuckled and took another swig of his beer. “Looking for some company, I assume? I’d be glad to sit with you. Or not sit with you and get out of this place with you. Whatever you’re looking for.” He winked and leaned back against the chair he had sat on by Caleb.

Caleb sat in one of the booths at the tavern nursing a bottle of beer when he looked around just for someone to dance with or go home with to get his mind off the shitty day he had, his family on his case and everything that seemed to go wrong went wrong.

Nolan was trying to relax, for a change; honestly, over the last few weeks he’d barely spent time out of the meal hall kitchen or the kitchen of his own cabin. So now that he was trying to enjoy himself, rather than focus on perfecting his craft and finding new recipes to try and suggest to Bear… he found himself in the tavern. There was always something to do there but, for whatever reason, he couldn’t bring himself to be entertained by any of it; and it seemed he wasn’t the only one. Grabbing a bottle of beer for himself, he let out a heavy sigh before making his way over to slouch down in the seat opposite the Alpha sitting by himself in a booth. “You look like you’re having the time of your life,” he mumbled as he took a sip from his beer. “What’s wrong, the tavern not lively enough for you tonight?”

Caleb sat in one of the booths at the tavern nursing a bottle of beer when he looked around just for someone to dance with or go home with to get his mind off the shitty day he had, his family on his case and everything that seemed to go wrong went wrong.

Caleb sat in one of the booths at the tavern nursing a bottle of beer when he looked around just for someone to dance with or go home with to get his mind off the shitty day he had, his family on his case and everything that seemed to go wrong went wrong.

ro was fairly familiar with the tavern’s typical patrons. at twenty-five, there had only been a few times that the younger silvas brother found solace in the mead his pack knew how to produce. he would check though, as he does when it’s his turn to ensure none of the members were getting too rowdy or depressed. he spotted caleb in his typical corner, stalking pray to find someone to sate his appetite for carnal desires. “find what you’re looking for?” he teased the man, who seemed to be eyeing up someone in the distance.

Caleb sat in one of the booths at the tavern nursing a bottle of beer when he looked around just for someone to dance with or go home with to get his mind off the shitty day he had, his family on his case and everything that seemed to go wrong went wrong.

Caleb sat in one of the booths at the tavern nursing a bottle of beer when he looked around just for someone to dance with or go home with to get his mind off the shitty day he had, his family on his case and everything that seemed to go wrong went wrong.