Rena froze. Sure enough, when she turned around, she met Waylen’s gaze.

He was sitting in the back, holding up a glass of wine. Despite being seated in an inconspicuous corner, he still managed to attr act the attention of all the young ladies in the restaurant.

Rena didn’t want to have any contact with him, but she couldn’t afford to offend him either.

So in the end, she bit the bullet and walked over.

“Good evening, Mr. Fowler.”

Waylen nodded and gestured at the seat opposite him.

As soon as she sat down, Waylen noticed the red needle mark on the back of her hand. He guessed that she must’ve been put on another IV drip because she got soaked in the rain last night.

not join me for dinner?” Waylen looked serious now, not as casual as when he had the waiter hand her his

business card on the table and said in a reserved

the flat out rejection, Waylen

about when you’re off—duty? Do you have time to come to my place

His implication was obvious.

money troubles would

had gotten out of a four—year relationship, she

she had kissed

pursed her lips

was Waylen suddenly so interested in

without offending him. “Mr. Fowler, thanks again for

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