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"It held up," I say and follow her as she leads me toward the stairs I’ "I didn’t know there was anything up here I figured it was storage or so"

"It was my dad’s apartment," she says simply "I tore it out, , and kept some of it covered for the bar"

We walk out to the best rooftop bar I’ve ever seen, and I’er to bars She found an antique bar to match the one downstairs, and it’s indeed covered, with maybe half a dozen tables and chairs nearby But the outdoor space is just plain kick ass

"Wow," I breathe and stop, hands on hips, glancing around Couches are grouped together around gas fireplaces and covered with red, blue and yellow umbrellas to block the hot sun But my eyes are drawn back to the woht it was all in ht she was

But nope She’s hot

"This is the best part," Callie says with a s to look out over the Quarter We can see right into Jackson Square People are bustling about, h shops Music fro ood

We lean here, side by side, and take in the Quarter

"This is the part I missed" Callie’s voice is soft, softer than I’ve ever heard it

"What’s that, sugar?" I ask, not looking over at her, but she’s stiffened up, as if she didn’t mean to say that out loud

"The Quarter," she replies and takes a deep breath "All of the people"

"There are a lot of the to pack people in here"

"I hope so," she says with a laugh "This sucked up s"

"It’ll pay off"

"You’ll help," she replies and turns to walk away, but I catch her elbow and turn her back tonice to me?"

"I’ve never been mean to you," she says, her voice cool and eyes even colder,blue I’d swear they ca hts

"Let’s be honest I don’t think you like uy"

"I don’t dislike you," she insists and pulls her ar me want to just touch her somewhere else "I’m just not typically drawn to men who drink whiskey Daddy liked it too much I don’t like it at all"