POV: Killian
River's car cut through the city toward his coffee shop, closed for the night for one reason only: so we wouldn't have to parade Lily and whatever friend she'd handpicked for me through some overpriced restaurant crawling with people. I appreciated the strategy, honestly. Crowds and forced small talk with strangers didn't rank high on my list of ways to spend an evening.
I don't do blind dates. Not as a rule, exactly, more as a survival instinct. The whole concept read like a setup for mutual disappointment, two people performing interest they didn't feel over overpriced cocktails. But River had insisted Lily was genuinely excited about the introduction, and it was hard to say no to him when he asked for something that simple. The man rarely asked me for anything. When he di
