Sara's POV

It was certainly not my kind of place.

Loud noise, neon blue light that pulsed like a headache, leather and lace outfits and semi nude ladies. And the air thick with sweat.

I held onto Grey tighter as though I could hold his gaze.

He leaned closer to my ear. “Afraid I might find someone alluring?” He asked.

I rolled my eyes. “I'm confident that no one here surpasses me.”

“You're absolutely right,” he said, his voice earnest.

I felt a warm glow in my chest. I ...