Sierra spun in a circle, rounding her hips and shoving her heels onto tabletops, dancing in Wil's bar. She couldn't remember the words to most songs she sang. If only she could put Drake out of her mind.
Fortunately for her, men trying to capture her attention didn't give a damn what came out of her mouth, as long as she entertained them. So, she danced harboring a secret hope that Drake might stride through the tavern doors that she often spared a glance.?
It was night outside, and there was still no sign of Drake's muscular frame filling the entryway. There were a couple of new faces in the tavern, but not her handsome stranger.
Suddenly, as if summoned by her sheer will, Drake sauntered in. Her eyes locked with his before he dropped his gaze from hers swiftly.
"Fancy seeing you arou
