Chapter Forty-Two
Drake shot a smile at me as Owen pressed play and I watched a redhead man stalk towards the door. The bar was still pretty empty, but there was no denying that it was the man from the selfie that Sarah had sent me. I watched him come up to the bar, his lips moving as he asked the bartender about Sarah.
Crossing my arms over my chest, I studied him. He was handsome, and even from the screen I knew he was broader in the chest than I was. Tattoos covered his arms, drifting down to his palms.
“Know him?” Drake asked.
“It’s her weekend fling.”
“Seemed worried that he had to find her.” Drake said, “Even introduced himself like he’d be sticking around for some time. Offered to compensate me since he didn’t fill out the paperwork for crossing territories.”
“Did he say wh
