Chapter 20

Amelia's POV

I'd been busy at the bar for an hour.

As I was about to grab some bread, I heard a voice.

"One Mezcal Negroni."

I didn't need to look up to know who ordered it. Before Marcus finished speaking, I'd already measured out the Campari. Twenty-one grams of mezcal, fifteen grams of sweet ...

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