I didn't know what I was doing in a bar at midnight.On a weeknight.Certainly not sleeping, even though I had to work the next day. Definitely not open to talking with anyone, or trying to pick up a date.Surely . . . not paying the least bit of attention to the beautiful bartender with gorgeous hazel eyes and a body built for sin. He'd flash a smile and the women around him melted. He'd chuckle and even I wasn't immune to the silken way it slid down...