Different Taste

Author pov

The next morning she woke With banging head and little of what happened. All she could remember was the pick up and lay down. Nicholas had an attitude the next morning. He always had an attitude but this was different, it was attached to the moves she made last night.

He gave her a strict warning against taking alcohol in his house like she was going to listen to what he had to say or even take him seriously.

Two days later. She was back to another bar. He said not to drink in his house, not outside. She located a local bar just a few miles away from home. It was a small stocked up bar with various brands of wine and alcohol stocked on their shelf. For a bar so small, it was amazingly structured With different taste. The bar was mainly filled up with men, just a few ladies, some were either working there or part of the strippers. There was barely enough space to seat , the full table that was supposed to contain just 4 chairs contained about 6 to seven. Some people