Courney took slow steps, wishing they would last forever; her heart raced with each approach to the table. With her gaze lowered, she positioned herself in front of the men who were engaged in conversation.

"Welcome, gentlemen. What would you like to drink?"

"Friends, let me introduce you to the little chick I mentioned," Cesar leered at her, while the other two men eyed her hungrily. "Life is funny. I met you with an air of superiority, and now I have you in front of me with your gaze lowered,