Chapter 39

"What about that guy?" Nicole jerked her chin, indicating another prospect.

Raven glanced across the crowded bar to a man sitting alone, nursing a beer. "No."

Flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder, Nicole huffed. "Why? That's been no for about every guy I found."

Raven sipped her fruity cocktail, wincing at the sweetness. "If you can't pick a decent drink, you sure can't pick out a date."

Nicole narrowed her eyes. "What's wrong with him? He's cute."

They'd been at the bar for thirty minutes, fresh off another successful show at the gallery, and Raven wanted to relax. She hadn't been out for fun in ages, and this week had been a mad dash to pull their scheduled exhibit together after the forensics team was through.