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I tensed as the fan ca with an inner light that showed that she really was a diehard fan

“Can I have your autograph?” she whispered feverishly

Linc was about to say no I could see it written all over his face

“U her eyes away fro out and wait for us to finish dinner?” I asked, pointing to Linc’s piece of pizza that was halfway extended to his n whatever you want hi I promise”

The girl winced “Shoot, I’o wait in the booth by the door, okay?”

Then she was gone, leavingat each other

“That was nice of you,” he ad the bite of pizza he’d been about to take a irlfriends are really quite rude”

“I’irlfriend or a wife,” I muttered

Linc shrugged one shoulder “Not what I irlfriend orthem away from me”

That was true

Then what he said had er nor them away from you?”

“Exactly that,” he answered

I clenched nized, even with your hat?”

I wanted to smack him

“Yes,” he answered “But that’s also why I came here”

I leaned back and crossednot to kill you” face

“I don’t think you understand theto contain ed two reporters today, both of whom remembered who I was froet blown out of proportion I don’t like being in the spotlight, Linc”

Linc leaned back as well “I realize that, but that is why I came here I don’t like my shit out there any more than you do, honey And the owner is a friend of the club His son is in the club He wouldn’t let the fans here get out of hand, and he won’t let them take pictures You pretty much have to know this place, and ns it, to even find the place and get in the door”

He had a point I hadn’t even known the place was there until he’d pulled up outside the entrance

My shoulders sluainst the table as I groaned

“I s, Linc,” I said into my arms