Chapter 86: The Pole Warrior
[Chapter 87: The Pole Warrior]
Beverly Hills, Courtyard by Marriott.
Inside a hired-out banquet hall, the crew from Midnight Entertainment partied hard.
Megan Taylor discreetly slipped away, carrying a plate as she entered an adjoining private room, pulling out a chair to sit down across from Hawke Osment.
Hawke grabbed a wine glass and poured her a bit of red wine, asking, "Leaving so soon?"
"I'm just too visible when I'm around them," Megan said, her gaze fixed on Hawke as she scrutinized him.
Hawke wore a casual, form-fitting white shirt that hugged his muscular frame, and the definition in his arms was particularly noticeable with each movement.
Megan felt her mouth water and quickly took a sip from her wine glass.
Noticing the strange glint in her eyes, Hawke deliberately asked, "What's up?"