bathroom to check out his new facial hair.
He got to the bar early so he could try to get a few minutes alone with her. He knew it was risky, but there was a chance his plan would work, and a chance was all he needed. He arrived at Bing 's before 9PM and instead of going inside, he went directly to the back door of the bar where he knew he'd find the designated employee smoking section. There were three people standing out there. One appeared to be part of the kitchen staff, one was a female cocktail waitress, and the last was a guy he recognized as one of Jax's fellow bartenders.
He drew curious glances as he approached. "I'm trying to talk to the bartender named Jax," he said, cutting to the chase. "She said I could ask one of you guys to get her and she'd meet me out here," he lied.
The male bartender cocked his head and gave Cam a look of disbelief. "Jax said that?" he asked.
"Yeah," Cam said confidently.
The bartender was just curious enough to investigate. He put out his cigarette even though it was not even half-done. He gently removed the cherry instead of snubbing it out so that he could finish it when he came back out. "Who should I say is asking for her?" he asked.
Cam could tell he didn't believe she'd come out. Cam barely believed it himself. He did hold onto a shred of hope, though, or he wouldn't have done it in the first place.
"Cole."
The cocktail waitress smiled at Cam when the bartender walked inside. "Where'd you meet Jax?" she asked, taking a big drag of her cigarette and exhaling into the night sky. There was a light above the nearby door, and flies and moths buzzed around it.
"Here," Cam said.
The cocktail waitress gave him an apologetic glance as if his chances had just gone down to none at all. Jesus, was she that notorious for being impossible to score with? They sat there in silence for a couple of minutes before the door swung open. Jax had her dark hair in a ponytail that swung behind her as she bounded out into the little concrete slab by the back door.
She looked at Cam curiously. "What are you doing out here?" she asked.
He smiled at her and she smiled back even though she was still blatantly confused. "I'm trying to run into you somewhere besides in there." He motioned to the back door of Bing's. "And I had no idea where to make that happen besides right out here."
The cocktail waitress sighed like it was the most romantic thing she'd ever heard, but Jax just narrowed her eyes at him. She stalled for a second, evaluating her own feelings. This guy tempted her and that was something she wasn't accustomed to.
Jax never had trouble with temptation.
Straight as an arrow.
So why couldn't she make herself look away from this guy? It had to be the beard. It had the same effect as a Zorro mask—just enough of the face was concealed to provide an element of mystery. She could see by the part that was exposed that he was a handsome guy, so she assumed whatever was under the beard was handsome too.
"Has anyone ever told you that you look like Cam Bishop?" Lindsay, the cocktail waitress asked.
Cam looked at the girl who spoke, but Jax didn't take her eyes off of him. She tried to remember what Cam Bishop looked like, but couldn't call anything to mind.
"I've been told that before," Cam said coolly , dismissing her. His heart was pounding, and he hoped he came across cooler than he felt. Lindsay smiled and looked through her lashes at him, clearly wanting to be considered if Jax passed on his offer. Cam gave her a quick smile but turned to look at Jax.
"I'm trying to take you somewhere," Cam said, knowing they didn't have much time.
She gave him a look of regret, which made him cringe.
"You mean like a date?"
He shrugged. "If you want to call it that."
"I told you I don't date guys I meet at work."
"That's why we' re out here."
She glanced around. "This is still my work."
She found herself wanting to say yes to him. She smiled at the giddy feeling she experienced in the pit of