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“What could I possibly say?” I ask

“I’,” Cash says before the phone et hi a fool of hiht with a couple of guys outside and the whole two against one thing didn’t go well for him”

I clench ht of two leathery jackasses double-tea a drunken idiot

“Please, Blaire,” he says “Don’t do it for hi drinks tonight and I can’t keep an eye on him the entire time”

Pinching the bridge of et a handle on hiht home”

I end the call, zip myself into a pair of yesterday’s jeans, throw on a wrinkled t-shirt, and head to the bathroom to freshen up and toss my hair into a messy bun

Teninto Petty Cash like a woaze narrows on the handsome blue-eyed boy at the end of the bar, the one hunched over a tumbler filled with brown liquor

For soined a bull in a china shop sort of scenario The way Cash talked, Wyatt was out of control, causing trouble, and carrying on

The Wyatt a few yards ahead ofhis own

I can’t believe I fell for that …

Sliding into the seat next to Wyatt, I flag his brother down “Make ive it to me on the house”

It takes a second for Wyatt to realize it’sbeside him Maybe it’s because I look like I literally rolled out of bed, maybe it’s because he actually is two sheets to the wind, or maybe it’s a little bit of both

Either way, I catch the look he gives his younger brother and it isn’t pretty

Cash mixes me a drink, and I propon the bar

“Your brother hasn’t changed a lick,” I say

“Tell lass, but he doesn’t touch it

“How many of those have you had?” I ask

“One,” he says “He poured this one a while ago, but I haven’t touched it”

“He tolda fool of yourself, and he wanted me to help corral you into his office so you could sober up”

Cash deliversoff to help the next patron

I take a sip of the sweet cocktail and shiver when it zaps ue with a sharp little kick He probably squeezed an entire liive his bar number to the spaming off the hook all night

“He certainly has a way of influencing people,” Wyatt says