The two of them, striking in appearance, immediately drew attention as soon as they stepped into the bar.
"Look over there!"
A girl beside Melissa perked up, her eyes lighting up as she glanced toward the entrance.
"There's a gorgeous guy and a girl at the door!"
"Seriously handsome—and they're American! Should we invite them to join us?"
"Better not.
This isn't our table, and besides, that guy looks ice-cold.
Doesn't seem like he's here to have fun."
"Fair point.
Let's just keep playing."
Throughout the entire exchange, Melissa acted as if she hadn't heard a thing, not even sparing a glance in their direction.
In her world, good-looking people were a dime a dozen.
"It stopped again!"
The liquor bottle spinning on the table came to a halt, pointing straight at Melissa once more.
Someone in the group teased.
"It seems the god of wine is favoring Melissa tonight."
"Yeah, I'll drink."
