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I settled into the seat “Free” I glanced at him “Who is Parker?”

“An old friend Shit I didn’t tell hi the party”

I suy “Should we call hiested

“Hell no He’ll understand We ran for a reason, and I know exactly where we can go to celebrate”

“Tell ne and I don’t care”

He laughed It was a rich beautiful laugh It le Just as this man?

“Are you even old enough to drink?”

“I’m twenty-one” My brow furrowed

He nodded “Barely old enough to do much”

I eyed hine or not?”

We stopped at a red light and I felt the heat of his stare burning my cheeks “I will ne you have ever tasted, Kennedy” His grin was as sinful as it was inebriating

I tugged on the hem of my dress It seemed to creep up inches every time the car turned on a new street

“Good It’s the one thing I like about New Orleans”

I thought I saw a look of shock on Knight’s face “One thing? You only like one thing? It looks like I have ht”

“I guess you do”