Chapter 44

Robyn POV

I instantly felt the tension between Piper and Rocco as we arrived at the busy bar counter. 

“What can I get you both?” Rocco, a Mexican American who owned the bar, asked, particularly at Piper, seemingly surprised to see her. He was in his thirties, and I guessed, still single. 

“Vodka Martini, shaken, not stirred,” Piper replied, making me smile. 

“Is that a code or something, double-O seven?” My eyes widened. Maybe it was. “Oh? Well, shit.” I slid my ass to the stool and drummed my fingers against the counter. “Just Dark ‘n Stormy on the rocks for me.”

“Coming right up.” Rocco gave Piper a look. “Can we talk for a minute?”

Piper looked at me, asking for permission. 

“I’ll be fine. I promi