1. Bartender. Series 7: Hot Asia
  2. Bartender. Series 10: Business Trip
  3. Bartender. Series 13: That's all
  4. Bartender. Series 2: Return
  5. Bartender. Series 5: In a cafe
  6. Bartender. Series 7: Night job
  7. Bartender. Series 10: Continuing the night
  8. Bartender. Series 11: Ghosts
  9. Bartender. Series 12: Taxi
  10. Bartender. Series 13: New meeting
  11. Bartender. Series 15: Stacy
  12. Bartender. Series 16: Sorry
  13. Bartender. Series 19: Selection
  14. Bartender. Scene after the second season credits
  15. Bartender. Series 1: Come to me?
  16. Bartender. Series 2: Mr. Lensky
  17. Bartender. Series 3: Number
  18. Bartender. Series 4: Library

June 24, 2027

I woke up late in the evening, not even remembering how I passed out. I was lying on the sofa, right in my clothes, like the time when I was pulled out of the grave.

And I was awakened by an unpleasant vibrating sound.

“Hello,” I answered in a sleepy voice.

- Do you sleep? - at the opposite end of the line was Eve.

- No longer.

“Sorry I woke you up.” Let's call you back later?

- No, no, no, - I jumped on the spot. - Say what you wanted. I'm listening to.

“I ...” She hesitated a little. - I wanted to apologize.

- For what? - a bad premonition crept into the soul.

"Now he will say that everything that happened was a mistake, and we should not see any more."

- There is a reason. Let's meet, and I'll tell you everything. Good?

- Yes. Of course.

“Well, she didn't say that right away. May be taken aback at a meeting? Such conversations should be tete-a-tete. ”

- Thank.

I heard a sigh of relief.

“And don't think about anything like that,” she said more cheerfully. - I'm not going to disperse with you. Again.

***

I came to a big supermarket at exactly the specified time. Eva worked as an administrator (how her Hate husband helped her). The girl came out in a bright yellow sundress, and black curly hair contrasted well with him.

- I did not distract you?

“You didn't ask about that yesterday,” I smiled.

“Yes,” she glanced down. - That's what I wanted to talk about.

- About calling me in the middle of the night to have sex?

“Exactly,” a bold look darted in my direction, but he only turned me on. I knew this was a game, and Eve is not such a gop-stop girl to be serious about cheating. - It was ... ugly, at least.

“Don't be silly, I was glad to see you.” Very glad.

- I believe it is the same.

The girl put her arm around me.

- Not afraid that we notice?

- No, I told you that we live separately with my husband. And local workers know it. I would not say that he has many true friends here who could podnagadit me.

“I just don't want you to have trouble.”

- Do not worry, will not. Are we going

- Of course. Just where?

- There is one place.

***

- "La Plaza"? Seriously?

- Why not?

Eva led me to the same cafe where we met. And in which Rita still worked.

“I would like to refresh my memory,” the girl smiled. “You don't like it here?”

- Not that not like. Just do not understand why here?

- I say - nostalgia. I need to talk to you, and here I can relax.

Did not argue. In the end, nothing like this could have happened. I hope.

“Stuff your own price. Rita is an adult, you just slept together. Do not even think that she has sunk on you, ”flashed through my head.

The bell rang when we entered.

“Still left,” Eve rejoiced.

- Yeah, - I smiled.

“Good evening,” the pretty waitress smiled, welcoming guests. - Choose a place - pointed to the free tables.

People in the room was not so much. About ten people.

Sat down at a table by the window in the corner. We immediately put the menu.

“And it has changed,” she mumbled. - Choose, I treat.

- Why is that?

- Becauze I whant so.

- No, that won't do.

“Please,” the request was indeed read in her eyes.

- Do you feel guilty about something?

- Let's order and talk.

I did not like this conversation initially.

Eva herself placed an order for both, and when the waitress left, she began.

- You probably think that I will now begin to apologize for calling you, we slept, and then I felt sorry for my husband and I want to break off our relationship?

- Like that.

“No,” she shook her head and gained a full, gorgeous chest. - Not certainly in that way. You ... I ... - the girl mumbled and blushed, as if she was sixteen years old.

But then they brought a drink, from which my interlocutor relaxed a little. She gulped down half the cocktail and looked into my eyes boldly.

- In general, I ... I ... yes, what is it? - last words mumbled under her breath. - Come on, you are important to me. And what happened between us a few years ago was wonderful.

I tensed again, although it seemed a lot more.

- What was yesterday and at the beginning of the month is also insane and excellent ... - again hesitated. “And I don't want to interrupt it,” she blurted out in one breath.

I like the mountains from the shoulders fell.

- So you do not want to leave?

“Of course not,” she smiled, glad that she said what she wanted. - Honestly, I do not even know why it was so hard for me to say this. Just recently, I was still that cold bitch.

- Bitchy?

Suddenly we were interrupted.

Turning around, they saw a woman standing at the table.

- Rita! - Eve exclaimed happily and, leaping up from the spot, hugged the former boss.

She answered the same.

“Miss Goldwight,” I stood up and kissed her on both cheeks.

- Come on, you can call me by name. Previously, it did not bother.

Down on the sofas.

“I didn't know that you came back,” she said to the girl. - How long?

- About a month ago, maybe a little earlier.

- About a month, then ... and what are you doing now?

- I work as the administrator.

- Wow, yes we are colleagues.

“Yes,” Eve nodded. - Sit down with us?

- No, sorry. A lot of work. But glad to see you.

Rita good-bye waved her hand and left.

“You were sleeping,” the girl didn’t even ask, she just stated the obvious.

- How did you get this?

“Did you see how she looked at us?” This is called female jealousy.

- What? Yes, this is called nonsense.

- You do not know how to lie.

- I can, I just don't want to. Yes, we had a connection, but not for long.

- And it was recently?

“It was,” I replied, confused.

“Excellent,” she rejoiced, and for me it turned out to be a surprise. - I have long wanted to wipe her nose.

- Lord, women. What's wrong with you?

***

We sat for about an hour, talking about everything. But then I remembered.

“So wait,” raised his palms. “You said you wanted to apologize, but you never said why.”

“I did,” she argued playfully. - But you, as always, do not listen.

- Come again.

- Lord, men. What is wrong with you? - she mocked. - I said that I behaved like a bitch.

- Did not notice.

- But I noticed. I ... - blushed again, - I love you. But if you remember how we slept then in the rain, or as I called late at night, thinking only of myself ...

- It was a pleasant surprise for me.

- I know. Therefore, I took advantage of this, making sure that you will come.

- So you used me? And then also refused?

“Yes, I'm sorry,” she lowered her eyes. - It was not right, just ... so I wanted to see you ... hug ...

“Well,” I said sternly, causing the girl to start. - This is bad.

- Yes, understand. Therefore, I beg your pardon if it seemed so cold and bitchy.

“Then I have nothing left,” I spread my hands. “Sorry, but I'll have to leave.”

- What? - almost exclaimed Eve. - leave?

“Well, yes,” drawled a short pause. - With you together, naturally. Home, where you have to properly punish you for this folly.

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