Chapter 5
“What can I get for you, sugar?” The voluptuous bartender leaned forward, her cleavage bursting from the confines of her black leather vest.
Lynn forced a smile. “I’ll have a beer.”
“One beer coming right up,” the red lips said with a grin.
Lynn murmured appreciatively when the frosty mug pressed against her parched lips. Since they’d been trying to conceive, Lynn had avoided alcohol. “Thanks.” Maybe coming to a bar this late at night wasn’t the smartest idea she’d had lately, but she needed to get out of the house. After trying for a second time to talk to Alexis, who was either sleeping or ignoring her, she’d given up and gone out for a bit of fresh air. Surely, no one would recognize her at this hour. Most of the customers were probably too wasted to realize who she was, s
