Celeste's POV
Stacy still had her eye on Nathaniel, I had never seen her so keen on anyone in my visits to this bar. Sure, I had noticed men flirting with her, she was beautiful. But she usually just gave them their drinks and ignored their advances.
I chuckled "Give me Johnny's address and I'll give you Nate's phone number,"
"Hey!" Nathaniel said in protest, but he knew by the look in my eyes I wasn't here to mess around "Fine,"
Stacy smirked "Sounds like a deal to me," she pulled a napkin from the holder at her side and whipped a pen from the pocket of the apron she wore. I watched as she jotted down an address and handed it to me "Whatever happens, you didn't get this from me," she paused, handing me the napkin "I don't want people thinking I'm a snitch, it's not the kind of reputation I want around here,"