Chapter 93

Melissa

My palms became clammy with sweat as I avoided his unsettling gaze. It didn't waver, instead he fixed it on like I was the only one who mattered. The only woman in the bar.

I cleared my throat since I was becoming more jittery by each passing second. "What would you like to have?"

His stoic gaze turned puzzled. "You want to get me something? I think I should be the one doing that since I barged into your privacy."

"Well, you did." I chimed in and we both laughed at my snide remark. Then I signaled the waiter to come over. "Why are you in a...