LEXIE
The next morning I woke up with a plan. Or at least the start of one. I couldn’t just sit around doing nothing while my money slowly disappeared. I needed to earn something if I was really going to stay here for a while, even if it was temporary.
I took a quick bath, pulled on fresh clothes, and headed downstairs with more energy than I had felt in days. The bar was quiet again, morning light pouring through the windows. Chaos was behind the counter going through some papers, he looked up the moment I appeared, like he always did.
“Morning,” I said, sliding onto a stool. “You got a minute, Mr. President?”
Chaos set the papers down and gave me his full attention, his storm-gray eyes were calm but curious. “What’s on your mind, Sara?”
I rested my elbows on the bar and leaned forwa
