-Anya’s POV-
After the bar was empty, Simone showed me how to clear the register and print off the copy that showed what we got back in credit card tips and our totals for the evening. I was trying to pay attention to what she was telling me, but I couldn’t get that man out of my head. He scowled at me when he first walked in but sat in my section of the bar and then tried to make conversation with me. I wasn’t sure what to think, but I couldn’t deny that he was handsome.
I got a better look at him throughout the night and noticed that the sides of his head were shaved, leaving the hair on top slicked back, his smoldering grey eyes felt like they pierced into my soul and his well-defined jaw was clean shaven. He was covered in tattoos that went from the sides of his head down to his
