"One martini and one vodka please."
I halted. That voice sounded way too familiar that I literally stopped moving from where I stood behind the bar counter, just to look up and see who spoke those orders to me. And when I did, my eyes immediately landed on the most recognizable face, unfortunately. It was Kieran.
"Georgina?"
As soon as our eyes met, he frowned at the sight of me, pulling his head back a little as his deep blue eyes immediately turned darker against the flickering strobe lights. I could feel every nerve in my body shake the instant I saw his face. This was bad.
"What are you doing there?"
His question was expected. I never really told anyone that I was working in a nightclub for the past two months. And now, that I had been caught by him, I don't know how I can ever ex
