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Andrea

Two No Three Maybe it was four? Hell I tipped the bottle of beer to the side, frowning as I stared at the label Maybe I should ask Syd She’d know She always knew

"It’s five," Syd said with a troubled-sounding sigh

Straightening the bottle, I looked at her She sat in the chair across froe on the deck It had rained most of the day and the sun had only peeked out behind the thick clouds a couple of hours ago "Huh?"

"That’s your fifth beer," she explained, reaching up and pulling her thick hair--God, I wanted her hair--into a ponytail "You have that look on your face I recognize it You’re trying to remember how much you’ve drank"

My lips turned down at the corners "I have a look?"

She nodded "Yeah, you do The look usually cohed "I was just about to ask you Huh" Tipping the bottle back, I took a huge gulp Ilanced to where Kyler and Tanner stood, I decided that wasn’t very ladylike

Tanner

Ugh

I took another drink and then rested ainst the cushion I couldn’t even look at hi that we’d done in, like, real-time, and that was just aard Really aard, because as soon as I thought about e’d done, I thought about the fact he’d virtually ignored ht and had never showed up And then I had to acknowledge that I’d probably gotten played I’d gotten played hard What in the world had I been thinking earlier? I hadn’t been thinking That was the proble the shot of vodka you did between beer number two and beer number three, I’d say you’re probably at six or seven," Syd added

My eyes narrowed on her "I do not follow your logic"

She glanced over to where the guys were Since the stor steaks Ribeyes--the good, fatty kind Like rilled