Chapter 3
Elizabeth stared into her Irish coffee. She’d had so much caffeine, she’d probably be riding high for a week. The sexy bartender had made her a hell of an offer. She hadn’t had s*x in a long time. Her job crippled every relationship she’d attempted. Her life had become a series of short, monogamous flings. Like a sailor with a lover in every port.
She watched the man clean glasses like he was giving a woman a rubdown. Who knew soapy water could be so sexy? When he came by again, drying his hands on a towel, his brows furrowed.
“Something wrong with the coffee?
She shook her head. “Not at all. I just decided that I’ve had enough caffeine and this wasn’t going to help me relax.”
He took the cup, dumped the contents into the sink, and returned with a glass of red wine. “Try thi
