Edmund rolled his eyes and tuned his attention back to his own drink, ignoring the young woman to his side. He had little patience for bratty submissives in his limited free time– especially when he’d only been polite.
Lottie took her drink and began to sip, enjoying the taste and glancing around. She kept catching glimpses of the man beside her as she turned her head and she could appreciate his chiselled features. As she finished off that drink she decided she might as well be nice, especially since there wasn’t anyone she knew in the bar that evening. “Do you want another drink?” she asked suddenly.