Bitch stop calling me Day…
“Do I look desperate enough to fuck someone in this bar Lexi?” Daysha retorted coldly but only at a slightly louder speaking voice.
Her eyes got wide as she turned to look at Rory Gordon . “Uh, I wasn’t meaning you. I mean, not that I don’t think you’re attractive, and not that i wouldn't be int..., I mean uh I just meant this bar is kinda filthy, uh not that you’re a filthy person.” Anyone got a shovel? Her hand slipped up her face and to her forehead. “Wow, I may have dug myself in pretty deep there.” Oh man that may have sounded like I hit on a priest, former priest, clergy. I just didn't want to hurt his ego since it seems like it's been pummeled already. I'm going to hell.
God I hope I didn’t just scare him away. “Yeah, that one likes to assume a lot of things about me.” She said as she pointed to the door at Alexis Kane on the other side.
It may have seemed like a mom thing that Daysha easily got back onto the conversation. “So yeah, late lunch is fine. I don’t have anything planned this weekend. I know a diner that we can talk at freely.” She cocked her brow with a questioning looking as if to ask, still wanna do this? Or it could have been save me from senorita psycho.