Chapter Thirteen
Griffin
We met at the front door of the building half an hour later where our Uber was waiting for us. I’d wanted to change out of my work clothes into something more comfortable, and Tanner wanted to get out of his sweats, though I thought he looked great in them. When he came down the stairs, it was all I could do not to stare. His black jeans were painted on, it seemed, with a ripped t-shirt to match and a bright red hoodie. He’d gelled his hair back, and he looked every inch a rock star.
“Where are we going?” I asked Tanner as we slid into the back seat of the tiny Toyota. He’d called for the car and hadn’t said where he was taking me.
“I thought we’d go to that bar Blaise works at, Sneaky’s. I haven’t been there yet, and I liked her, so…” Tanner shrugged his shoul
