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Blue-eyes stalked straight toward her, oblivious to the appreciative glances women threw his way Of course, they looked and admired The er He was netic

Without asking if the seat was taken or issuing some kind of cheesy pickup line, he parked himself on the empty stool next to her Chloe sed around her dry throat then lifted her drink to her lips only to discover an elass

“Another?” Blue-eyes said

Before she thought the better of it, she nodded

Shit

One drink was all she ever allowed herself She nursed it for hours if necessary, until she was ready to leave Sliding into tipsy territory was far too hazardous Being tipsyco down her guard and that could be a fatal mistake

No, she needed to reht

The man lifted his hand toward Rich, then motioned to her drink Two minutes later, eyebrow arched in question, the bartender slash friend of sorts slid a second drink her way

She gave Rich as reassuring a smile as she could His eyes flicked toward the entrance where a ave a subtle shake of her head

Wasn’t necessary Blue-eyes hadn’t done a single thing wrong or creepy Hell, he hadn’t done anything Just ordered her a second drink, soht in bars all across the world Having him tossed out on his ass would be quite the overreaction

Rich just shrugged, sent the man a chilly look, then moved on to the next patron

Chloe blew out a breath Just because he’d bought her a drink didn’t mean she had to drink it or choose hi

Steeling her spine, she faced hiht sre? She cleared her throat and lifted the glass “Thank you, uh…”

“Logan,” he said, the deep ti over her like a ave

“Thank you, Logan” Shit Why the hell had she acted as though she wanted his na his name wasn’t necessary In fact, it was a hinderance to the evening’s goal

He lifted his own drink, scotch if she had to guess, and tapped it against her glass “And thank you for not having the bouncer haullot” His expression re quality to his statement

A shaky laugh escaped her So, he was observant as well as sexy “You from around here?” she asked, then immediately wished she could take the words back They were part of her well-practiced spiel The script she used when choosing a partner for the night Since she’d already ruled him out, she needed to take a different path