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Lucien’s e could not have been clearer, and Dylan admired him all the more for his loyalty

"I’ll never hurt her on purpose"

"It’s easily done"

Dylan swirled the whisky in his glass "I get that too"

His heart felt oddly heavy in his chest long after the conversation had ended He’d forgotten that feeling in the last feeeks, but noas back with him Could he really have this life? Was he entitled to it, after all that had gone before? He badly needed to believe that the ansas yes

Chapter Fifteen

"Throwing yourself a party, Sailor?" Kara sat down at the bar a couple of evenings later, the bangles around her wrist clattering against the ain, the round as he studied an array of rainbow coloured liqueurs and bottles of spirits lined up across the bar Sophie and Lucien had left together an hour or two before, leaving Kara and Dylan behind to lock up

"Every club needs its signature cocktail"

"It does?" Kara turned the closest bottle towards her, reading the label on the deep amber liquid "Hierbas?"

Dylan nodded

"Top of the list It’s locally made" He took the bottle from her and opened it "The taste of Ibiza" He held it out for her to s notes of fresh lavender and herbs

"It slass and poured out a little for her to try The flavours burst in her rant herbs, and shed "That’s… potent"

"Yes it is," Dylana bottle of Cava froht," Kara said, as Dylan reached down a chalass She watched hi the odd one and either shortlisting it next to the Hierbas or else putting it back in its place behind hied "Some"

"Can you toss the shaker behind your back? Please say yes," Kara giggled, halfway towards a Tom Cruise fantasy already

Dylan rolled his eyes He’d cut his teeth on all that stuff, it was second nature

"For sure But I’ it for you now"

"You so are," Kara placed her Cava down "I’d like a Sex on the Beach, please barman, followed by a Slow Coh on his face