Business and Pleasure
She sizzled as she swayed serpentine through the scene. It was almost midnight and I'd been saving slick shit for half an hour. She smiled and it reset the lotto jackpot prize. She slid into the space saved for her. She said, "Hello." I was hoping for a kiss but it was maybe next time, kid. Maybe I'll cash in later. I had trouble thinking because I was thinking of trouble while trying to talk her into tantalizing themes. She talked about numbers. I was thinking of just one in particular.
"500 pesos," she said, "Is the street value of a life nowadays." Her blood red lips ripped into a grim grin. "And what we're drinking now, these drinks are worth two men, a bullet each."
My brain buzzed, bang bang, buckle up boy you're going for a ride.
"The night is young; don't tell me that's a 'no' for shots at the bar later," I said.
She witch-winked and I felt cold coat my skin. Bad juju jiving jabbed into my jeans getting tighter and tighter.
"Only if you're paying."