Gabi finished working at one o’clock. It had been an uneventful night, thank God, and she sat at the bar waiting for Aidan to check her receipts. Idly, she watched two guys from the booth head down the hall towards the bathrooms and back rooms. She glanced over at the last guy – the one with the flat, emotionless eyes – and he smiled at her. She returned it, looked away.
“OK, everything’s fine,” Aidan said. “You can clock out.”
“Excellent.” She stood and stretched a bit, and Aidan averted his eyes from her breasts as they pushed against the thin blouse material. “So, goodnight.”
“Goodnight. You go back to your place tomorrow, right?”
“Ummm…. yeah,” she said vaguely. “I think so.”
“What? Why wouldn’t you go back?”
“Oh. Oh, I will. It’s just – Tessa, you know. I may ask Jax if I can ta
