It took Julie forever to find the person she was looking for, and she nearly gave up until she had a stroke of luck when she stepped into the bar, which looked filthy from the outside. She scrunched her nose in distaste.
She shouldn’t be here; this isn’t her scene, especially not with the two-thousand-dollar heels she’s wearing and the dress to match. But this is where he is.
Pulling up the picture on her phone, she scans the half-empty bar and lets out a frustrated huff when she doesn’t see him. Just then, the bathroom door swings open, and out he staggers, looking as if he has already been drinking.
Good. That’s exactly what she needs. If this is going to work, she needs him to be out of his right mind.
Swaying her hips seductively, she approaches him. He is handsome, but nothing com
