Chapter 7 - Miles
I pushed my way up to the bar and caught the attention of the one guy working by himself. When I waved, he nodded his chin toward me and raised his eyebrows. Nonverbal communication was the only way to go, the music was loud and the place was hopping. I couldn’t believe my luck. Mia looked like a runway model in an old-timey dress that hugged her tiny waist and showed off her long dancer legs. I was sure every guy in the place was jealous.
I held up two fingers and imitated pulling the tap fo...