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I was in theKnit Cap Guy a question about winters in Maine where he grehen a pair of long legs stopped beside an’s impassive face

"Hey, it’s Little Mulvaney," Annie declared

He flicked her a withering glance before looking back at me "Can I see your ID, please?"

I shookstrand of hair behind ht he ht say, that was not what I expected "Excuse me?"

"ID," he repeated

Noas royally pissed He kneas still twenty and he was asking for er where he had been standingbetter to do?"

"C’uy besidehis support "Be cool"

Logan’s eyes settled on that hand onhis blue eyes to Knit Cap Guy’s face "Stay out of this, and I’m not your buddy"

My would-be savior’s s ether with your brother and you’re carding her?" Annie’s voice was loud enough to draw stares "And she’s living in the loft upstairs That’s just dick of you"

"Be quiet, Annie," I ordered without looking at her I didn’t look at anyone except Logan Even as I dug around inside lare trained firlared right back at me, his jaw locked hard, ar the ID, I extended it to hiry flip of ers brushed and it was like a spark of heat flew up h et Even if ht now I hated ?" He read my cousin’s name in a deadpan voice I’d used her ID for the last two years without issue We bore a resemblance

"Who’s she?" he asked

"Me" I lifted an eyebrow in challenge

Annie giggled "That’s right, Jack-off She’s Marianne"

He ignored Annie "When’s your birthday?"

My mind blanked I hadn’t been carded in a while, and even then no one had grilled rinned then It was a nasty shits way home "Sorry, sweetheart October seventh I’ll have to confiscate this, Marianne And get rid of the beer"

I shot to ue "Careful or I’ll have to escort you out It’s protocol for us ID the boot, but I’nation "I live here!"

"Then ht"