At First Sight
Past: New York City, New York
Emma stood in front of her closet. What were you suppose to wear to a private bar?
Krissy had said it was for the 'elite', but Emma could find many words that she'd use instead. The assignment had seemed so simple when she took it on. Track down a pregnant woman's ex-boyfriend.
It had been easy enough to find him. Harry Warboard had quite a criminal record, but spent most of his time in a bar. But to get into the bar you needed an invitation.
That's where Krissy came in. She was a regular there and could get Emma in. She even knew Harry. And now that she could finally get into the bar, after befriending a total flirt, she didn't know what to wear.
There was a knock at her apartment door. Emma considered ignoring it, but then thought better of it and opened the door.
"Girly, you're not dressed yet!" Krissy yelled in disbelief as Emma let her in.
"I don't know what to wear,"
"Oh, honey," Krissy walked into the bedroom and straight to the closet. "Ooh! These will work!" She handed a pair of black open toed pumps to Emma. "Why don't you ever where this stuff?" She continued searching through her clothes.
"This is perfect, especially with your leather jacket. Now we just need to accessorize!" She turned around and thought for a moment. "Your glasses can stay… and the ponytail looks pretty good. Go get changed,"
When Emma and Krissy left her apartment they both looked beautiful.
Krissy wore a black pencil skirt and pink halter top with sparkly 4in heels. Her dark curls framed her face.
Emma was wearing the pumps with a form fitting, strapless maroon dress. Over it she wore her red leather jacket. She also wore a silver necklace borrowed from Krissy with matching earrings.
They were outside the door of 'Kelly's Drinks'.
"Alright, so Kyle Kelly is the owner, but he won't be down here, he's an old man who stays in his room most of the time. Most of the men here are scandalous and as tempting as it is- do not get involved with them. Okay?"
"I'm ready," Emma answered.
'Kelly's Drinks' was a large bar. To the right of the door was a lounge area that included a poker table. Straight ahead was a large counter and to the left a billiards room.
"Come one, let's get some drinks," Krissy said. "I really need one after my week."
He saw the blond girl walk in. She had never been here before. He had been a bartender for two years and never had seen her.
There was something different about her. She had walked into Kelly's like everyone else, but it was obvious to him that she was looking for something- or someone.
But she had a look about her that he seemed to recognize, and yet he couldn't place it. He felt himself drawn towards her and for the first time in years he resolved to not let a woman get away without a fight.