LEXI'S POV
I hurried to Elixir Bar, where Chase said he needed my help. He didn’t explain what kind of help he required on the phone— he just asked me to meet him there. Since I wanted to talk to him anyway, I didn’t hesitate to go. Luckily, I knew the place because Savina had taken me there once before.
“It's the first time I’ve seen a guy waiting in a bar’s parking lot,” I teased when I got into his parked car. He didn’t seem drunk—there was no trace of alcohol on him.
“Guess who’s inside the bar,” he said instead of responding.
I frowned, not in the mood for riddles. “That’s the help you need? Guessing games?” I asked, barely concealing my irritation.
He sighed, clearly unimpressed by my sarcasm. “Shiela is inside.”
“So?”
“I think I might be the reason she’s drinking herself sill
