Chapter 60
When I returned to the table with tea for Vee, they were both quiet. Benji was thumbing through my book while Vee scrolled his phone. “The food will be here shortly,” I said and sat.
“Your favorite bar, huh?” Vee asked. “I didn’t know you were the bar type.”
“He’s not there for the drinking. My excellent drink-mixing skills are sadly wasted on that one,” Benji piped in. “All he wants is soda water or the occasional glass of wine.”
“Thatsounds more like the Jude I know.” Vee blew on his steaming beverage and took a careful sip. “So what’s he doing there?” he asked Benji.
“He sings.”
Vee did a double take. “You perform at the bar?”