Only Wanna Dance With You (Special Edition)

One weekend.

No names.

No complications.

That was the deal we made. But the moment she sat beside me at the hotel bar, I wanted her to complicate the hell out of my life. I agreed to all her terms but one. I wanted her name.

She promised to give it to me before checkout.

She lied.

She snuck out without a trace, leaving me to wonder if the best weekend of my life had been a figment of my imagination.

Now, two years later, she's here. In my town. At my store. Only she didn't come looking for ...