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I didn’t expect him to be drunk, too

In fact, I expected him to be sober, that way he could take care of my drunk ass

Two drunk people didn’t norood time

At least, that was how it’d always gone with me and my ex One of us had to always be sober for us to enjoy the night

Whether that was because Too—Beauregard, formally known as ‘Toot,’ was just a lousy drunk, or I was, I didn’t know

Over the last week, I’d watched Will, learned his habits, and knew that he’d be here tonight

Over the last week and a half since I’d met Detective Wilhelm Schultz—I’d already shortened his naht about hie to enact my plan

My plan being to get laid

Get laid by a h he didn’t look like a very good ht now

In fact, he looked like a bad

And I wasn’t one-hundred-percent sure as to why

I mean, on the outside, he looked bad

On paper, he looked really, really good

I mean, he was a detective for the police department—he solved murders, for Christ’s sake

He took his two young nieces in after his sister died He fought for them in court with his own sister because he knew that he and his parents would be better for the sister, who only wanted the cash flow that came with the kids

He donated to a da named Sally as a rescue

Sally the Doberot posted in the Paris Happenings once a week because of her escape escapades

But today, he earing a black t-shirt that fit hi, ripped His muscles hadon theUnder Armour

And, as a nurse,vein that I could see was popping out like he had a tourniquet around his bicep

The only thing around his bulging bicep was the sleeve of his t-shirt, and though it was tight—oh, ht—it wouldn’t have produced the vein effect

“Can I get you another?”

I blinked, surprised that I’d been watching Will at the end of the bar with his beer for so long that I hadn’t noticed anotherup to me

He wasn’t safe

He actually looked kind of shady

“My husband and I are fighting” I pointed at Will at the end of the bar “I’ a black eye”