Chapter 8

Addy fanned herself with her purse and leaned closer to Jeremy, saying, “It sure is warm in here. I could go for a drink.”

Jeremy’s face lit up, and he grinned at her.

“I’d be happy to go get you something from the bar,” he told her, winking at her.

“I’d love that,” Addy said, leaning toward him with a smile.

“Hey, baby, would you be a love and get me a drink?” Shea asked Adam. “I’m simply parched.”

He grinned at her and said, “But, of course, my lady.”

With a short bow toward her, he and his friends left the table and headed toward the bar.

Instantly, the smiles vanished from the friends’ faces.

“Time to put our plan into action,” Brooklyn said.

Shea and Addy nodded.

They moved away from the table, spreading out as they made their way toward the bar.

Just as the three stepped up to the bar, Brooklyn, Shea, and Addy stepped up behind them, holding their phones so they could see the drinks. Adam took a small bottle out of his pocket, grinning at he did. He