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I shook the ht that was because of his easy-going smile He was handsome, but more than that, he just had one of those faces that lance, with kind eyes and a sweet s a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and I could tell he was built He was thinner than Tristan, but he still obviously spent soym If I had been on the lookout for a man, which I emphatically wasn’t, Tristan’s friends would have been some prime candidates

"Nice toto raise et in the really nice clubs, since all the ones I’d been to before I’d have had to yell to be heard

"Nice to et you to drink?"

I shrugged, bitingspecific ca with tequila," I said

"Shots or cocktails to start?" he asked, looking between me and Tristan

"Let’s start with a shot," Tristan said, his hand going to the sh-backed bar stool

We watched Cory as he nized was tequila

"What’s heus?" I asked Tristan

"Hell if I know So with tequila"

Corythehed "That sounds oled his brows ata shot with us?" I asked hi"

"At a bar," I added

He didn’t say another word, just grinned while he poured a third shot He held it up to us in a toast "This one is for the ht! You’re a lucky bastard!"

I glanced at Tristan, and ere both s as we took the shot

I just about choked as liquid fire went down hed at the look on lass down "You didn’t like it?"

I grimaced "It was a shot I didn’t knoas supposed to like it I sure as hell felt it Isn’t that whatthe next round "Feeling it is the point Good shit, right?"

I nodded I was already a little light-headed, which meant that tiny shot had been pure alcohol

I watched Tristan’s big hand as he picked up his re-filled shot glass He held it up

I grabbedhim

"To sarcastic women who aren’t afraid to tell it like it is!" Tristan said, holding the shot glass up to hishis head back

Oh, I like this one, I thought, watching his throat work as he sed A sexy man who liked sarcastic wo rapidly as it madeenough to carrylike this"

He flashed erous dimples "Sweetheart, I could carry two of you holass down for another round "I’ll bet you’ve done that before"

"Done what?" he asked, looking thoroughly confused

"Carried tomen home"

Tristan waved Cory off as he started to pour another shot "I think that’s enough shots for the aritas on the rocks Make mine a double, and one of your raspberry ones for her"

"Makeway," Tristan interjected

I shot hi way," he repeated "You don’t need a skinny anything You, lared "Are you saying I’hed "No, I’ you a coreat As aYou don’t, however, look like you need to be counting calories"

"Well, I look this way because I do count calories"

"Well, give yourself a night off"

Cory was already sliding us the aritas, and already buzzed, it was pretty easy to take his advice, and just drink

"I’lass

He choked out a laugh, setting down his own glass "Well, you are pretty, so that’s good"

"It’s a drunk thing I know I’?"

He thought about it for a uess I know I’m really shit-faced when I start to think I’m invincible, or that I’m exempt froetting drunk has been officially changed to ‘feeling pretty’"