Savanna’s P O V

“Cherry Vodka Limeade, and what would you like, baby?” Kaden asked me. I lurched back, caught off-guard for the third time tonight. I just didn’t expect him to ask me.

“Piña colada, please…” I said quietly, looking down at my hands. I can’t go hard tonight, Gray’s coming to my house at ten.

The bartender nodded his head, giving us both a polite smile. He immediately began mixing the drinks for us, ice and alcohol being thrown ...