The newcomer was headed toward the bar, but she stopped, her mouth dropping open as she spotted the crew over by the pool tables. I looked at them.

It was Teresa who saw her first, and she drew back, surprised and obviously recognizing the girl. Then she smiled as she glanced over at Cam and Avery—­a tentative smile that grew. “Steph?” she called out. “What in the hell are you doing here?”

The girl named Steph recovered enough to walk over toward them. I couldn’t hear what she said over the noise, so I glanced up at Calla. “You guys know her?”

“Yeah. She went to Shepherd. Graduated with Jase. Remember what I told you happened to Teresa’s roommate before she moved out of the dorm?”

“The girl that was killed?”

Calla nodded. “When Teresa found her body, she freaked, and it was Steph who took care of her and called the police. Turned out, she lived in the other suite, but Teresa never saw her. I don’t know her that well, but she’s really hot.”

“Like if Angelina Jolie and Megan Fox were joined together kind of hot.”

She laughed. “So true. Wow. Okay. I got to go see what she’s doing here. You good back here?”

“Yep.” I waved her off. “Go get me some gossip.”

Things got pretty busy, and when Calla returned to help run orders out of the kitchen, there wasn’t any time to find out why the girl who used to go to Shepherd was up here, but I couldn’t help but think of what Katie had said to Nick when I saw him grinning at her when she came up to the bar to get a rum and coke.

I knew that grin.

Since Calla was here for the weekend, she was closing down the bar with Jax and Nick and that meant I didn’t have to hang around. After saying good-­bye to everyone and getting a hug from Jax that lifted me clear off my feet, I pulled on my cardigan and headed outside.

A cruiser waited for me in the parking lot.

Grinning, I headed toward it as the window rolled down and revealed one hot-­as-­hell cop. “Lunch break?” I asked.

He bit down on his lower lip. “My favorite kind of lunch break.”

Heat simmered low in my belly. I totally knew what kind of lunch break he was thinking of. “Mine, too.” Hoping I wasn’t breaking some kind of cop in a cruiser rule, I bent down and kissed him through the window. “Meet me back at your place?”

One side of his lips kicked up. “See you then.”