Photo Prompt – Etol Bagam
Olivia had a free afternoon. That’s how she’d ended up at Murphy’s, alone in a corner booth next to the window, sipping merlot, halfway through Girl on the Train.
“Do you mind if I join you?” She looked up at the man, annoyed – she hated being bothered while reading.
“I’m flattered, but I really just want to be alone.”
He traced his finger along her upper arm and she cringed away. “Come on, let me buy you a drink.”
“No, thank you.”
“A beautiful woman like you shouldn’t be sitting here all alone.” He sat in the booth across from her.
Olivia sighed. She knew what would get rid of the guy. “My boyfriend’s on the way.”
He raised his hand in surrender and left to bother someone else. He didn’t respect her but he respected a man that didn’t exist.
Olivia closed her book…