Why is he here? I thought as my eyes raked over his body and wondered what his muscles would feel like once again under my fingertips. "Then join me." I blurted out as he waved the bartender over. I wasn't certain what he said, but I was fairly certain I was getting drunk as he put a shot and a drink in front of each of us. His large hand stroked the back of my head and rubbed my back in a firm and reassuring circle, and I laid my head on his shoulder as I once had back when we were involved four years ago.