Gray’s POV

My eyes flutter open as the car rolls to a stop out the front of the Astro Lounge. Since it’s Saturday night, the bar is overflowing with patrons trying to get in to enjoy their night. I’m not at all in the mood to be mobbed tonight, but I’m in desperate need of a drink, so that outweighs everything else.

“Thanks, Glen,” I mutter as I unbuckle my seat belt.

“No problem,” he gruffly responds and steps out of the car to open ...