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This were with Apollo in the next Gods of DC book. The word prompt this week is “lonely”.
Warning - There are adult situations and adult language.**
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The bar was sparse when Apollo slipped inside. A couple of guys sat at the bar. A bunch of girls pushing the drinking age curled up in the back corner booth. There were so few patrons in the room that the jukebox pumped out the tunes at an abnormally loud volume.
It was certainly an exact opposite from the last time he was here, the night he left with Khalil.
His mind filled with the image of the djinn as he settled on his typical stool at the bar. He let out a heavy breath. Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe he should just go home.
But then again the aftermath of his family’s little family meeting left his nerves quaking. He motioned to the bartender for a beer then slumped in his seat. Just a couple of drinks then he could go home and wallow in his broken heart
“Is this spot taken?”
Apollo spun towards the thick Celtic accent. The redhead he saw that night he left with Khalil stood beside him.
“Sorry?” he countered.
“You just look so lonely, I thought you could use some company.” She offered her hand to him. “My name’s Deirdre. What’s yours?”
Apollo took it and gave it a firm shake. A moment later, he pressed a kiss to her knuckles. “Brody Lynch. Or just Brody. You can call me Brody. And yeah. Sure. Pop a squat.”
“Thank you, kind sir.” She dropped on the stool next to him. “So where is your friend?”
Apollo’s brow creased in confusion. “Friend?”
“The man you left with the other night. You two looked close.”
Apollo took a swig of his beer. “We’re not that close. You’re right. He’s just a friend.”
He slowly took her in from head to toe. Fiery red hair, beautiful eyes, ivory skin, dressed in a tight t-shirt and blue jeans. Biker boots peeked from beneath the hem of denim. She was breathtaking. He fidgeted on his stool. It was suddenly really uncomfortable to sit on.
“Amazing accent. Where are you from, Deirdre?"