Fiona POV
I laugh and take a sip of my drink. Why would Nolan be here? He’s probably still at the office, working late like usual. Not that he would be out drinking. I’m pretty sure it was a fluke that he was out the night we met.
As I finish off my glass of wine, a man dressed in a maroon suit and shiny black tie comes up beside me. The outfit is unlike anything I’ve seen with gold and black accents. Usually men wear black, blue, or gray suits, but this guy is dressed to stand out.
“Hey, beautiful.”
I turn back to the front, motioning for a third glass of wine.
“How are you tonight?” The man asks.
“Are you alone?”
“What’s a beautiful woman like you doing here by yourself?”
Sighing, I tip my glass back. I didn’t expect him to talk to me, or to continually ask questions. A buz
