"Olivia, over here!" Lily waved to me, with Rebecca Frost standing nearby.
I walked over, and Lily led me to the bar with practiced ease. She settled onto a high stool beside me.
"Leo, three Moonberry Mojitos." The bartender responded with a charming smile, skillfully beginning to mix the werewolf-friendly cocktails.
Lily leaned over and whispered in my ear. "This bartender Leo Matthews is twenty-six years old and the 'signature' attraction of this bar."
"What do you think? He's very handsome, right?"
I raised my amber eyes to study the man before me. He wasn't particularly tall, about 5'7", with delicate features.
His handsome face and slightly tousled hair gave him an almost ethereal appeal.
I calmly withdrew my gaze and replied, "He's alright."
Lily grinned mischievously
