Sophie POV
Jett was watching me with a glow in his green eyes that could only spell rising anger. It took a moment to realize that the strangely familiar male with him had just called me Raven.
"How do you know my name?" I asked. Maybe Jett told him.
"Do... we know each other?" I asked hesitantly.
I did know the guy. Well, I didn't know him per se. I saw him once at my old workplace in Baton Rouge.
That was the last night I stepped foot in the Bleeding Heart Night club. Although, he was the real reason for my leaving. I'd saw him on the same night that Larry, the manager, had tried to assault me. I'd been trying to get away after injuring him. I recalled the sound of an ambulance coming down the street.
This male had just come out of a luxury BMW when I snuck into the parking lot
