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And now that he had stopped to look, the third thing that froze hi, thickly lashed eyes that he’d bet his life on were dark brown A sh, rounded cheekbones A lush full h his blood and traveled south

“You may want to wipe your chin,” Joss’s voiceout of his preoccupation with the jitterbug babe who had just strutted into the bar, Craig scowled at Joss “Are you just here to take the piss out of rinned “When youthe urge to laugh, and returned to fixing his customer her drinks

He worked on, halfheartedly flirting with his feive them his full attention, when in fact seventy percent of his attention was on the woued as she wandered around the club, assu an air of casualness while her eyes searched the faces of the punters with a real deter He just knew it When she didn’t corew as he watched her find a spot behind where Braden and co were sitting, her eagle eyes on the doorway

For the next hour, Craig watched her as she watched the door

And he was more than a little surprised by the disappoint the bar

Rain

The sleazy, traitorous, arrogant little bastard wasn’t here

I tried ry, anxious, or out of place at Club 39 The truth was the baseout It was too trendy and attracted too many yuppie types Like my sister, Darcy’s, fuckwit of an ex-boyfriend

I’d never understand what it was she saw in Angus York She’d been dating him for a feeeks by the time I eventually met him, and I’d been ready to love hiht we ht in front of her, that I was—and I quote—“Absolutely stunning and incredibly fuckable” And he did it in this leering, lascivious way that I thought would have proet the hell out of her life Instead she’d just nodded uncoed the subject

I’d disliked hi to find a way to destroy him

Darcy had told me he loved this bar—he was there alain

I sighed, feeling iet the plan in ht I’d felt like a co at the back of the bar on us I needed to be more natural