The Wrong Game (Love of the Game, #1)

by Kandi Steiner

“And still doesn’t mean I’ve never been in this bar before the night we met.” “You haven’t,” I said, this time leaning over the bar on both elbows. I leveled my gaze with hers, my focus slipping to her ruby-painted lips briefly before we locked eyes again. “I know, because there’s no way in hell I wouldn’t have noticed if you had walked through those doors.” I shook my head, grinning. “Just like I can’t forget you ever since the night you did.”

“I love when you do that,” he whispered. “Do what?” “Exist.”