After a mission well done, Phillip heads to a bar. So here he is with a group of his most trusted Shadows, drinking to their hearts content and cheering when a lucky Shadow left with someone for the night.

He chuckles as a Shadow critiques him for shrugging off one of the girls that had come onto him.

Truthfully, he already has his eyes on someone. The guy over the bar with the top few buttons of his shirt undone, his slacks that hug the curve of that ass. It’s hard to keep his eyes off you.