“You’re late,” Stephanie called out from behind the bar. “I don’t care. You’re lucky I’m here at all.” Jayne’s head popped up from behind a bookshelf. “Hot damn. You had sex.” Sophie grinned and nodded. “I did and it was incredible, amazing, un-fucking-believable.” Elias, one of their regulars, looked up from the newspaper he was reading and grinned. “Good for you, Sophie,” he said, before returning his attention to local happenings. Sophie looked over and noticed Stephanie texting. She rolled her eyes. “Jeez. Calling Jordan down again?” Stephanie looked at her with one eyebrow raised. “She’ll kill me if I don’t.” Sophie placed her purse behind the bar and grabbed an apron. Nothing could bring her down today. She was on cloud nine, flying a hundred feet above the ground. Jordan appeared at the bottom of the stairs and made a beeline for the bar.
