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And even if I did get a handle on it, I’d still never be enough for her I knew my City She needed someone she could be completely open with, and someone who could be open with her Those were the kinds of connections that ain be able to provide There was too ly into her life
I wasn’t able to finish the sandwich I kind of wanted to preserve it
When I left my room, I paused outside her door I even lifted my hand to knock But my knuckles hovered in front of the wood about ten seconds before I dropped them, and I hurried out of the apart over ould have to wait tables
"Man, you alork the bar Just give it toa pussy, Hart So a horde of insane wo that shit up?"
Asher scowled "You’re an ass" He proave up the bar for Parker last week Not going to do it again"
"Jesus, you guys suck, you know that?"
"Oh, quit your bawling, Vagina Boy" Ten tossed an apron in Asher’s face "A couple handsy chicks grabbing your junk aren’t going to kill you"
"You suck too," Asher muttered, even as he jerked his waist apron into place "You’re going to be stuck waiting tables whether you like it or not," he gru to put me into just as bad of atables actually didn’t bother uysthe bar, and that’s what I needed I put on my apron and helped Asher and Ten prepare the customer area for business
When Harper, the doorood job About half an hour into the shift, I stopped by the bar to put in an order for a table full of ed men Noel came over to me and muttered a curse under his breath
"Shit, I should’ve let Hart have the bar He really is getting lanced over, but all I saas a swarm of women in Incubus shirts Harper had deserted the entrance and was trying to shove his way through to help, but he wasn’t, "MOVE!" and probably scaring the shit out of about twenty women "Get away frorabbed a dazed Asher by the upper arm and physically escorted hiht now," he toldlanced at him, he flushed and lifted his hands "Ichicks, just maybe not an entire room full of them at once"
He looked ridiculous with his shirt torn, hair mussed, about five shades of lipstick peppered across his face and mouth, and damn, was that a hickey on his neck?