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Ready, I sign to Pete

He follows us into the hallway and I catch hirins and shrugs I can’t help it

I can, I warn Imy fist into my open palm

He looks away somewhat sheepishly I ht? In case I get busy with so

Pete nods He understands exactly what I an leads h the back door, but on the way froe line out front, and a fewthe door This place is nothing like I expected It’s a lot bigger

A big, burly guy in an apron stops us as alk inside the rear entrance and puts a hand in the an’s chest He looks atand Pete translates "She’s with me" Pete sheepishly looks over at an "Well, with hiuy motions over a man with a stamp pad and he stamps the word "no" on the back of my hand I roll et in all sorts of trouble if someone serves you when they shouldn’t" He has him stamp Pete’s hand too

I nod I understand

"Is she deaf, too?" he asks

Logan shakes his head

I think he says so his eyes Pete goes with hian leads uy off his stool Thebehind hi to the cops, turns and walks away "Why did you that?" I ask

He shrugs "You needed a seat"

He says it like I needed a soda "But you just shoved hian follows him with his yes "He didn’t care"

"He didn’t care because he thought you would kick his butt if he said anything"

He nods Like he would kick his butt Seriously?

"What?" he asks He pats the stool I slide onto it slowly and look at him

"You want eneral area

He nods He tipsunless the bartender gets it for you Do you understand?"

Not really, but I nod

"I’?"

"To work" He presses his lips tothere for a moment Then he bends his head and says close to my ear "Just so you know -- I can still taste you on my lips" He looks doard my lap Heat floods my face I’m probably as red as a tomato, but I force myself to look into his eyes

"Wish I could say the saroans, pushes back from me, winks, and walks away

I look down at the bar counter, and see the perky blonde who’sdrinks She shoots et for you?"

"Root beer?" I ask She raises a brow, nods, and pours one froan?" she asks as she slides my drink over to me

The words "he’s my boyfriend" co with the boys for a bit"

Her brows shoot up toward her hairline "Really?"

I nod, taking a sip oftoward the drink

She drops two cherries with stems into it and smiles "I’m Abby" She holds out her hand and I take it She has a firrip I like that

"Kit," I say "So, are you one of the thousands of woan has slept with?" I ask I try to make a flippant sound, but if the look on her face is indication, I fail I don’t really want the answer But then again, I do

She laughs "Honey, I have more respect for myself than that" She looks at me for a moment as she pours someone else a beer with a perfect head "You?"

I feelshe hasn’t slept with hiirl, do I want to" I force a chuckle that I don’t really feel past hs "Hang in there"

I don’t want to be like all the girls

Someone taps the bar in front of her rudely, and she looks up scowling "Don’t ever bang on ain, asshole," she says, but there’s a smile under her words, I can tell