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“Shit,” hethat he should call a cab because there was no way in hell he could drive, when Candace slid up beside him Her red hair was loose, her mouth set in a sexy pout, and that body of hers was shown to perfection in a little black dress that barely covered her ass

He gazed down at her and felt…nothing She was beautiful, but she sure as hell wasn’t Sabrina He winced at that thought Christ He was pathetic

“Okay Mr Sinoring me? I don’t even want to kno many times I’ve texted you and you didn’t bother to reply” Candace held up her glass and signaled the bartender for another drink “You want one?”

Teague shook his head “Nah I’ood”

Hank the bartender handed her a vodka and soda

“Can I have a slice of lime, Hank?” The bartender cut a fresh piece and plopped two into her drink She took a sip, resting her elbows on the bar and studied Teague just a little too closely for his liking

“What?” he barked Not giving a damn that he sounded like a complete asshole

Candace took a sip of her drink, eyes never leaving his “You’re in a mood”

“I’m not—” he shot back but then stopped He ound up and pissed off and halfway to drunk town Not a good combination

“So another sip of her drink “Why don’t we go back to er?”

“Not gonna happen” There was no hesitation on his part and her eyes widened a bit

“Wow That’s cold”

Man, he was irl and it wasn’t her fault that his day had been shit

“Look—”

But the girl didn’t give him a chance to explain She cocked her head to the side and interrupted hi me”