An Unexpected Encounter

Just next time you think of accusing me of something, make sure I know what the fuck you're talking about." He smirked. He turned toward the bar, but when Jesse didn't immediately follow, Alex looked back. "You coming, or what?" He inquired. The surprised look on Jesse's face made him smile again as the man gracefully glided toward him, which was insane because those spiked stilettos were enormous. For that matter... "Holy shit, you're tiny." He exclaimed. Standing tall and in six inch heels, the guy barely reached Alex's chin. Granted, Alex was 6'1", but it still fucked with his head seeing this man as tiny as a chick.

"Yeah." Jesse shrugged, small smile playing on his lips. His blue eyes, rimmed in kohl, bore into Alex's own green eyes. "That's why I've got the heels." He laughed, a lilting sound. Alex nodded, amused.

"Good call. Otherwise you'd disappear from sight and forever be stepped on." He was tempted to ruffle the guy's hair, but figured it would only lead to getting his arm chopped off. "Now come on, and we'll start this conversation over again. Without thinking, he lightly grabbed Jesse's wrist and led him over to the bar. He shoved himself past at least three guys before pulling himself up to the empty space he'd created at the counter. "Whiskey for me and..." He looked back at Jesse. "And you'd like?"

"You don't have to--" Alex raised his hand again.

"I don't mind. Now, lay it on me. Whaddaya want?" Jesse gave him a look but answered anyway.

"I do love frozen margaritas." He smiled, straight teeth glinting in the darkened room. Alex nodded.

"You got that?" The bartender nodded brusquely. He forked over the cash and downed his drink while they waited for Jesse's. "So, why are you here alone?" He asked conversationally. "You don't seem to be the kind of person by yourself at a shady bar like this." Jesse turned away, eyes dark. "Oh, sorry. You don't have to answer."