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Sabrina is beside reen sweater Her full tits are nearly pouring out of the deep V-neckline, and every tiranite I alht she’s carrying and refusing to let h she doesn’t have her pre-baby body back, I’an says "BRB"

As he disappears into the crowd, Garrett sweeps his gaze over the packed bar "I can’t believe hoell the renovations turned out," he h his eyes After I’d co and exposed bealea walls This isn’t technically a sports bar, but hey, I’m a hockey player I can’t not have framed photos of athletes in h places Garrett got ned jerseys froht One of the chicks by the pool table wasted no tito land an autograph or chat up the professional hockey players

The groupies, however, have been surprisingly unobtrusive, letting Garrett’s tea the for is "neighborhood bar" A place where people can come after work (or hockey practice) and just relax Somewhere that’s not too loud and not too rowdy

So far, it’s exactly what I wanted it to be

"Thanks for all your help," I tell Garrett, who shrugs off ave up way too ut the bathrooms

"You too," I say to Fitzy, who drove to Boston every weekend after I bought the bar, crashing on the floor of Jaodly hours to help me out

I hired people to do the jobs that my friends and I couldn’t do ourselves Staffed the place too, since I have no interest in tending bar unless I have to;Saht, are awesome They already bicker like an oldhere

"It was fun," Fitzy grunts before taking a sip of his Coors

"Dude," Dean says, coauys crushed Yale"

Fitzy frowns "You saw it in New York? I didn’t realize it was televised"

"Naah, so his posts"

So was I, actually I’d wanted to drive out to Briar to watch it live, but Jaht before, and Sabrina and I iped The teah Last year’s shitty record is all but forgotten now that Briar is on a five-ga streak

"Hunter scored a total beauty in the third," Hollis says from his stool "I almost came in my pants"

"Don’t be crude in front of the baby," I say ilass stones in your own house" When everyone snickers, Hollis is visibly confused "What?"

"That’s not the phrase," Hannah says helpfully