5KendraWhat was I doing here? A dark bar, not seedy, more upscale than the bars I normally frequented, but it felt a little…edgy. Dangerous. Just walking inside gave me a thrill.
Yeah, sure, I gave Stacy grief over Aleksey, but the truth of the matter was that she wasn’t the only one with a weakness for bad boys, and it sure looked like every guy here was a bad boy.
Oh God, had it been fun talking to Stacy earlier.
“Hey…I need some info from you,” I had said.
“Sure. Whatever you need. Unless it’s a listening ear,” she’d joked.
“What are you talking about?”
“You. Earlier. When I told you about Aleksey and you hadn’t been really paying attention and then voiced your thoughts out loud? Ring a bell?”
I had winced. No way would she stay mad at me long for not paying attention to her and
