“Hi!” The stranger smiled at me, a row of perfect white teeth greeting me kindly.
“Hi.” I answered, hoping that either Carlo or Peter would save me from this situation, but they were so busy licking each other’s faces off, that they hadn’t really been able to see what was happening right next to them.
“I’m Archer, nice to meet you.” He greeted me, reaching out his hand and not giving me too much choice, but to take it and shake. His hand felt warm, his grip tight. And I could already tell that he was strong. Very strong.
“Bree.” I nodded, still feeling kind of awkward, as I pulled my hand back and placed it around my new drink. I wasn’t the type of girl that got picked up at a bar. I was the girl that was always standing in the dark, the wallflower, the girl that nobody noticed during a
