Raine's lips curled up into a devious smile as she took several hard drinks in a row. In anyone's eyes, it would seem like she was just drinking multiple glasses of a great variety of fruit juices. But the bartender knew that she was currently outdrinking a lot of the men in the bar right now.
Destiny? Fate? If someone were to bring those up, Raine would scoff. She thought those were just ridiculous words to begin with. However, bumping into Tyrone like this made her believe that their paths were meant to collide in one way or another.
Once she finished another glass, it didn't replace the tingling feeling inside of her.
And there it was again… The strange feeling she currently had was exactly the same as what she felt with her first encounter with him in the strip club. It was a weird feeling she couldn't explain. It was as if there was a magnet between them that she couldn't resist. The excitement and thrill of it all was something she simply could not ignore.
