oice a friendly anchor. He was young, with a qui

he leather-bound menu on the counter. She needed something a bit sharper than just bourbon now, or at least a little differen

replied, "Would you make th

adame?" His Scottish-accented Bond impression was just ridiculous enoug

recommend it.

brows, leaning in slightl

check her messages. But she'd not even lit the screen before her eyes drifted,

His suit was a masterpiece of dark tailoring, the kind that didn't just fit a man but announced him, paired with tan leather shoes that glinted under the low bar lights. There was a broadness to

r, where the last fastened button left just enough room for a glimpse of dark hair curling against his throat. Her pulse skipp

r body was now putting up a fight? Truth was, she had no qualms about being in a relationship, but she just hadn't thought about bei

ough. Think of th

f a brief 'Where are you?' message to Tessa and placed the phone back on the bar, her heightened awareness picking up on movement from the man's direction. She w

a sharp, chiseled edge that softened only when he offered a quick, easy grin to the waitress. And his eyes-even from this distance, they f

ecision made itself. She wanted to leave with him. She wanted one night of crazy. No

thing? Would he want

o need. Mentally, she began to unfasten his buttons, one by one, imagining the fri

odka m

bartender. He was placing a chilled glass and a smal

g over the bar as he smiled t

voice a bit breathy. Und

l she created, trying to use the icy temperature of the glass to chill her rising temperature. She took a sip-the cold,

o something more predatory, more certain. She rolled

u

ending lust tearing through her. Panic warred in her chest as she forced herself

mn

nd issued her a text that said as much

after Liv and Derek. I thought you'd heade

of how lonely she was. She was officially on her own. A minute later, she caved

ther?" he asked, seein

ded. "Please... but first," she took a deep breath before aski

ing, conspiratorial smirk spreading acr

to the man. He was still watching her, his glass held loosely in one hand. She