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He had to agree with her “Nothing a pint of Guinness won’t cure”

“Here, let rabbed a largeit across the bar to Teague

He took a long drink Damn but he needed this

“We’ll be with you in a bit,” Abby said “My brother Mitch has two servers running late, so Tucker volunteered us to help out”

Teague’s eyebrows lifted “How’s that going?”

Tucker laughed “About as good as you’d iot a table in the corner if you want to stow your gear”

Soue grabbed his draft “I’ll see you over there”

He wove his way through several large groups of people, catching half conversations filled with excited chatter about hookups, the Rangers, and the Yankees hopes for another pennant He avoided a few pointed glances andhis ass in the booth and stowing his gear

Without thinking, he pulled out his cell phone, doing the sa he did multiple times, every day

There was no call No text e No Sabrina

Teague stared down at the phone, trying to claer that pulsed inside him Had he screwed up this bad?

“You okay?”

He shrugged as his brother slid into the booth across froet”

“You look like shit,” Tucker said

“So your woman says”