Jenna sipped her drink, eyes on Liam over the rim. " So ...are you always this smooth , or am I just lucky tonight ?"
Liam gave a slow, measured grin..." I'd say it's a mix. You look like someone who wouldn't settle for anything less"
She tilted her head, studying him. " you are not wrong. I do have expensive taste."
He caught the glint of amusement in her tone , and leaned an elbow against the bar. " let me guess, fashion ? PR? Something glossy."
"Close". She extended her hand, fingers adorned with sleek gold rings. "Jenna Quin. I make the glossy."
Liam took her hand. His grip firm but respectful. " Jewelry?"
"Quin" she replied with a knowing smile. " Maybe you've heard of it. But If not, I forgive you."
He chuckled, clearly recognizing the name now. " So that's you. My sister swears by your new collection."
"Smart sister."
"Obnoxious, but yes. And I'm Liam Ryder."
Her eyes flickered with faint recognition. " Ryder .... real estate empire Ryder?"
"Guilty." He sips from his drink. "CEO, currently trying to buy three more properties before the week ends."
Charming and relentless," she said, tapping her glass against his. "You'll fit right into my contact list."
Liam leaned in slightly, voice a shade lower. "Just your contacts? Not your favorites?"
Jenna grinned. "Favorites earn their spot."
There was a pause — charged, teasing. Neither of them moved to fill it too quickly.
She glanced at the city lights behind him. "Tell me, Ryder. Do you always flirt with strangers in rooftop bars?"
"Only the ones who look like trouble."
Jenna's smile widened. "Then I suppose you're exactly where you need to be."