Stunned, everyone looked over as a short-haired girl burst in from outside, slamming the door shut with a BANG!
"Bro! Bro, can you hear me?!"
Annoyed by the noise, Ashley Grant killed the music and flipped on the main lights. "I'm at SEVEN Bar, and my brother has me cornered! I've broken through the defense system. Come get me from the backyard!"
It was as if someone had hit the mute button on the room; it fell completely silent and was flooded with light.
After a moment of stunned silence, the crowd started murmuring in discontent. "Who is this girl? Who said she could come in?"
"I don't know. I've never seen her before. She must have the wrong room."
"Fine, so she has the wrong room, but why turn on the lights? What is her problem?!"
Justin Summers stared at the young woman before him.
Her slightly wavy, short hair was a mess. Her face was flushed, her brows were knitted in a tight frown, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.
