If only their hearts could stick to the plan....

CHAPTER TEN SNIPPET:

“You look like you’re in the middle of a crisis,” Draco replied.

A blush warmed Ginny’s face. “Actually, I am. I was just thinking I might need some therapy. Unresolved issues, repressed memories, etcetera, etcetera.”

“Oh.” He didn’t seem to know how to respond to that. “Do you mind if I join you?”

“In therapy?”

Draco’s lips twitched. “No. Here at the bar.”

“You’re asking after you've already sat down?”

He stood with a frown. “I can go.”

“No!” Ginny reached out and grabbed Draco’s hand, yanking him back down to his barstool. “I mean, it’s fine. You can stay. Would you like the rest of my mai tai?”

“I was here on business.”

Her eyes had adjusted to the dim candle lighting, and she could see the edges of his lips curl into a faint smile. “What kind of business?”

“The business of finding out why Ginny Weasley was working in a cabaret.”