Camille's POV

I didn't even have to glance at the bar anymore to know Caesar was there.

His presence had become a constant at Lush. Everyone knew him by now. They all knew he'd sit at the bar until my shift ended.

"Your boyfriend's here," Tony said, the other bartender working with me that night.

"He's not my boyfriend."

"He comes in almost every day, drinks water or some weird non-alcoholic concoction, stares at you like you're the most interesting thing in this place, and he's not yo