SEVEN

TESSA

There is a game on tonight and the pub I work at is packed full of patrons when Drew takes a seat at the bar in front of me and flashes a smile that makes my insides flutter.

“Hey Beautiful, long time no see.” He couldn't be any hotter if he tried. It's pretty clear that he’s not really trying. The man just oozes sex appeal. Considering my history, you’d think I’d run like hell in the opposite direction, but something about him keeps drawing me in. I'd say it's his eyes, the most enchanting midnight blue, but it could just as well be how his dark brown hair sits perfectly tousled. And let's not forget about how his sculpted muscles hide behind his fitted clothes begging you to take a closer look.

I slide a beer to the guy sitting one stool away and slip a napkin in front of Drew. “Hey Drew. Do you want your usual?” I ask trying my best not to seem too excited to see him. Drew has been here every night that I’ve worked this week. If I didn’t know better I’d think he's keeping tra