POV: Brigail
Eli took a few deep breaths before he waltzed in the door, keeping his face stoic, unaffected.
There were four people in the room, gaping at him as he entered, but he only had eyes for her. Eli couldn't help the satisfied smirk that graced his face when he saw her part her lips as though the wind was knocked out of her.
"You have got to be kiddin' me," she murmured incredulously, her eyes trained on the newcomer.
Brigail hopped off her stool, her face flushed with contempt. "Don't tell me you own this place, too?"
Three sets of eyes looked back and forth at Brigail and Eli.
"You know this guy, Sook?" Jerry asked as he stood beside her.
"Unfortunately," Brigail grumbled, never taking her eyes off Eli.
Eli swaggered toward Brigail and Jerry. There was something riveting
