Chapter 22: Just a Little More...

TESSA

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Mr. Caldwell entering the bar with another man who wasn’t one of our mutual friends.

“Do you know the guy with him?” I asked, shrinking into myself.

“I don’t think so. Why? Are you jealous?” she teased.

“Ha-ha, very funny. Let’s go. I don’t want him to see me.”

“Why not? Maybe this is the perfect moment for a quickie in the bathroom.”

“I’m serious, Mila