Damon’s eyes were dark and mysterious. Violet couldn’t read what he was thinking. Everyone else seemed to be having a great time, but Damon looked almost bored.

“I told you to get outta here, Vi,” Dylan’s voice broke through her thoughts. Violet whipped her head around to see Dylan leaning by the bar.

“I gotta close the register first, you dummy,” she replied.

“I can do that,” he ...