Chapter 52

Alaric

"What a coincidence," Isadora smiled, sliding onto the stool beside mine. The bartender appeared instantly – some things never change.

I took another sip of my scotch. "Small world."

"Are you staying here?" She leaned forward, giving me an unnecessary view down her dress.

"Yeah." I kept my eyes firmly on my drink, remembering how Evelina had looked spread out on my bed upstairs. "You?"

"Jus