“Would you like a drink, Ma’am?” The bartender asked Lexie for the second time as she sat at the bar stool, just observing the area.
“No, thank you.” Lexie answered, holding up the glass of water he had given her, the last time he had asked. “I really just want want only water.” She added, smiling at the man who seemed really nice and easy on the eyes.
“Okay then.” And he was off to attend to the other customers close to her.
What she had left Crestwood, she hadn’t exactly had a place in mind, until she remembered the resort Varden had taken her to a few weeks back. It had seemed peaceful enough that time, and when she had arrived, she had been pleased to know that it was a resort for werewolves. Oh, and they even had space for runs and stuff like that.
And Lexie desperately needed th
