"You tipped the DJ, didn't you?" she asked, not looking at him yet.
She froze when she heard the music. A small, sad smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. She didn't go to a table; she walked straight to the bar and sat two stools away from him. Jeffrey Osbourne You Should Be Mine (woo woo song)
She laughed, and for a second, the three years between them vanished. The song was reaching its peak now, Jeffrey Osborne practically begging for another shot at love. It was the perfect soundtrack for a man who had realized too late that everything he needed had walked out the door years ago. "You tipped the DJ, didn't you
Elias slid his glass aside and held out a hand. "I know this isn't a dance floor, Maya. And I know I don't deserve the time. But this song is four minutes long. Can I have the rest of it?" She didn't go to a table; she walked
Elias sat at the corner of the bar, nursing a bourbon he didn’t really want. He was waiting for Maya. They hadn’t spoken in three years—not since the night he’d let his pride get in the way of a "forever" kind of thing. Then, the DJ dropped the needle.
"I remember I tried to hit the high note and a seagull looked at me like I was crazy," he said.
“You... you should be mine...” Jeffrey’s silky voice filled the air.