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Tacker doesn’t even miss a beat, his eyes pinned hard on the TV screen as he replies for me, “Because she has impeccable taste”

Dax roars with laughter Leaning over the couch, he squeezes Tacker’s shoulder briefly “Of course she does”

Next thing I know, Dax has me by the elbow As he starts to lead me away, he calls out to Tacker “Got your woman I’ll return her safely”

“You better,” Tacker calls back, again eyes still engaged fully in the ga in his tone “Or you’ll regret it”

Dax leads reat rooate, talking, eating, and drinking

I’roup of wonize Blue, who I’d seen a bit earlier, and Brooke and Regan, who had come out to Shërim Ranch that day with the tea with her dark hair in a pixie cut—who I don’t know

“Nora,” Dax says as he releases my elbow “I believe you know everyone but Pepper”

Of course, Pepper The woman of the hour

She opens her ar When we pull apart, I say, “Congratulations on your e”

“Thank you,” she gushes, pushing her hair behind her ears “I’ to meet you”

Suddenly, a glass of wine appears in front of o”

I accept it, not worrying about the fact Tacker doesn’t drink He hasn’t o out to dinner So on my mood Tacker assured me it was fine as he wasn’t much of a drinker anyway, so he wasn’t bothered by the team’s mandate he couldn’t have alcohol It works out, because I’m not much of a drinker either Like I said, just a drink with a meal sometimes

“And with that,” Dax says with a slight bow and wink at Regan, “I’irls”

Everyone laughs but an notices my perplexed expression as Dax disappears, and explains, “In an effort to get Tacker engaging with people, Dax sort of set him up”

“Yeah,” Brooke pipes in with a snicker “Asked Tacker to check on Regan one day and unbeknownst to poor Tacker, ere all there baking cookies for a charity event We sort of pulled hi Made hi out with us for a few hours and actually have a conversation”