Chapter 57. I’m Hiding From Them

Erica’s POV

“Good evening, Randy,” I say to one of the regulars at the bar. “Do you want your usual?”

“You know I do,” he says with a smirk on his face.

“Coming right up,” I smile at him before I pour him three fingers of whiskey.

After two weeks of following Lynne around like a lost puppy, I finally got the handle of working behind the bar. Lynne was right when she said that most of the patrons would be too drunk to notice if I got their drinks wrong. Goddess knows I have made many mistakes the past two weeks. Those that did notice my mistakes were either too kind or too busy looking at my chest to complain too much. All and all it has been a pretty easy gig.

“What is a nice place doing in a girl like you?” Randy slurs his words and flashes a toothless smile at me.

“Are you going to make me cut you off already?” I laugh as I pour some more whiskey into Randy’s glass.

Randy wrinkles up his nose in disgust. “You wouldn’t do that to old