Chapter 13

A clapping came from someone and Cordero emerged from the crowd.

"My my, I didn't know that you could dance? Perhaps it has something to do with the girl in your arms?"

"Do you want a drink?"

I looked at him, then at Cordero then back at him again.

"Feel free to stay if you want to" he began to walk towards the bar.

There was no chance in hell for me to stay close to this pervert named Cordero.

"Wait up" I screamed as I tried to match his pace.

We sat at a bar and he ordered a dry whiskey.

"And what should I get you, Miss?" The bartender asked.

"I'll take..."

"Give her a fruit juice" Jason answered after he took a sip.

"What? Why do you get a whiskey and I take a fruit juice..." I began to protest but stopped when I saw his face.

"Pompous ass" I muttered.

"Yes Sir" the bartender left and returned a little late with a fruit juice, he looked a little sweaty.