“Yeah, keep walking, buddy.” Delilah muttered around the straw in her drink. She’d come to New York for a few meetings with buyers that would hopefully help expand her label from the rather small thing it was now to something actually worth all the time and effort she’d put into it. The trip was about business, but as always, she was more concerned with having fun and finding something exciting to do. Or someone exciting to do. The man she’d just rejected was anything but exciting though. She laughed to herself at his attempt to hit on her and rolled her green eyes before training them on the bartender. Now he was much more her speed. “Hey, has anyone ever told you that you make a mean- wait a second. Don’t I know you from somewhere?” @fxckmen
