CHAPTER THREE
An hour passed before Kristen leaned back in the booth, happy with the rough draft of the first two chapters. Inspiration had struck, and she managed to provide an interesting background for the story. By the end of chapter two, Master Xavier had just laid eyes on the future love of his life, Rebecca, for the first time. Kristen sighed as she stretched her arms over her head and looked around. Most of the tables were now empty, and the waitress was wiping one down with a damp rag. Glancing at the bar, Kristen noticed the Sexy Six-Pack—she needed to stop calling them that—was now minus one, the man who kissed the waitress on his way out. The stool to the left of the man she had been drooling over earlier was empty, and it appeared he had no intention of moving closer to his b
