Chapter 5

Hanah would know his name.  Dearest Hanah.  Excellent co-worker and fellow bar attender.  Yes, she would most definitely know.  Having just exited a crummy one year marriage, she had become superbly single.

She always made it a point to learn and remember the bouncers’ names but only if they were single and drop dead good looking.

The bouncer from last night fell into that category. He was tall and no stranger to the gym.  He had dark, golden brown skin and dark brown eyes that looked directly at you.  His dreadlocks were excellent.  And no wedding ring.

He had a thin scar running down the side of his face which somehow made him even more handsome.  I bet there’s an interesting story behind that.