Mouth open, she spun around as she looked at the stars above, and the snow that fell like rain. There was a bar in the middle of the empty room, two female bartenders ready to serve.
“Is this another lounge?” Her eyes went to the flowers that lined the circular path that surrounded the bar.
“It is. Beautiful,” Falaire said. “Isn’t it?”
There were tables and leather sofas lining the walls, except for one area where the people could step out onto the balcony. It was closed at that moment, but Meera imagined how wonderful it must be during the warmer seasons.
Nodding her head, Meera stood before him. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at his face. “Why did you really bring me up here? We could have talked in the VIP lounge, with my friends.”
He took a step forward, making her uneasy by his
