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She stepped up to the bar, perched on a stool, and thren her purse Then she thuie He’s not here

Georgie texted back, Bastard Just leave You’re too good to wait around for him

That was Georgie She didn’t mince words And she didn’t take shit from anyone, which was probably why men swarmed around her in a way Eva could only dreaht about it, the worse she felt She’d coo back to her cats Not just yet

The bartender approached her As she opened her mouth to order, he said, “You’re Eva?”

She straightened, surprised “Yes”

He slid a vodka lass, on top of the Sky Deck napkin, was a folded note She felt her face flush as she reached for it He’s going to tellto say he can’t make it

The breeze on her body suddenly felt like ice, prying the goosebumps up from her skin She unfolded the note and read, Go to the restroom

Eva wrinkled her nose Well, okay Peeing That sounds romantic

She’d heard a hundred stories about how sh as well He could char her hand, and talking to her like she was the ht she’d probably faint dead away if he ever focused his attention on her Not that she hadn’t fantasized about it—she had, a million times, but a bathroom break had never been part of those dreams Her knees wobbled as she took a ser one

Then she downed the whole thing in one long gulp She needed it

Licking her lips, she slid off the stool and headed down the hallway toward the restroohtly off in the four-inch peep-toe heels Georgie had insisted on When she closed the door behind her, she checked her reflection in theinside her, she looked terrified

She took a deep breath Then another “Calie voice “You can do this”

She opened the door and stepped outside again, feeling only slightly better about herself She didn’t have time to worry much more, however Before she could head out of the hallway, a door opened to her side and a heavy hand cla her into a darkened room

She blinked, her eyes adjusting to the dimness as a voice hissed, “Don’t ever drink a cocktail that you haven’t personally watched the bartender pour”

Jack