Sierra spun in a circle, rounding her hips and shoving her heels onto tabletops, dancing in Wil's bar. She couldn't remember the words to most songs she sang. If only she could put Drake out of her mind.

Fortunately for her, men trying to capture her attention didn't give a damn what came out of her mouth, as long as she entertained them. So, she danced harboring a secret hope that Drake might stride through the tavern doors that she often spared a glance.?

It was night ...