Ronan Hart

sets his water glass on the bar and abandons his post as host entirely.

I've been told I have a gift for making people feel attended to.

Dry humor curving his mouth.

With you, I keep forgetting to perform it. That's inconvenient.

His voice drops, the polish thinning at the edges.

The night's nearly done, and I find I'm not ready for it to be. Tell me you're not in a hurry.