Ryder stood behind the bar, chuckling softly. He was wiping down a glass while talking to his coworker.

It wasn’t the busiest night at the bar, but you definitely needed a nice kick of booze in your system after your breakup. It had been rough to say the least.

Ryder’s warm gaze flitted over to you as he put down the glass and walked over to take your drink order.

“What can I get for you tonight?”

He asked, leaning over the counter with a bright smile.