Re: Eliza & Kieran Kieran grabbed his drink off the bar, a whiskey sour. Not his usual idea of a good drink, but his good ideas seemed to have left him a week ago when he kissed one of his own volunteers.
"I'm not usually in a dance club." He took a long gulp off his drink The redhead gave him an enticing look. "I'm more of a drinker and watcher." He tried to force a smile, unsure what she was doing talking to the scruffy guy who obviously hadn't slept in days.