Chapter 34

• Damn, he was fine… You poured another round of shots for the unseemly gentlemen at the far end of the bar. You delivered the glasses and the bottle because there was only a tiny bit left; they would probably blow through it before the night was out. It saddened you Nico didn't stick around, but he didn't seem like the one-night-stand type. He might not have realized who you were. Who you were connected to.
• You thought about how he carried himself with quiet yet commanding dignity. Just like your Daddy had.
• “Hey, can we get some more beers and martinis over here?” The shout from a woman broke you from your thoughts.