Cassie scurried across the bar, in the direction of the restrooms. Of all the idiotic things she could do, getting sidetracked shouldn’t have been one of them. She knew what was at stake, yet the feel of Mike’s lips on hers took her by surprise.
Damn her body, and damn the way he made her forget things…
With each step she took, she worked her way through the crowd, scanning the many faces for Jonah’s. None proved to be a match, nor did she notice his bandmates anywhere. Of course, spotting one of them would be like spotting a blind date. She had no clue what to look for.
Aside from a quick view of the singer’s back, and the bass guitarist’s profile, she hadn’t paid much attention. They could have been sitting beside her at the bar and she wouldn’t have known the difference.
She rounded
