Page 43 of These Deadly Vows

“Need a drink?” Stray asks but is already grabbing me a can of Coke to pair with my go to friend Jack Daniels.

Boo pours herself a shot and chases it with my Coke.

“Grab me another Coke, Stray.”

“Why?” Boo snaps.

“I don’t know where your mouth’s been.”

“You wish you knew.”

“Right. Anyway, you on all night, or can you get off early?”

“I’m waiting on Ghost.”

“Bitch, I wasn’t talking to you. I was asking Stray.”

Boo scoffs. “Dick.”

Stray’s teeth dig into her bottom lip. “If I can get someone to cover for me.” She eyes Boo.

“Don’t look at me. You know I’ll be outta here as soon as he shows.”

“I wouldn’t hold your breath,” I tell her.

“How would you know?”

“Because I just came from the penthouse where he was balls deep in his woman and he told me to take the night off.”

She flips her hair. “That didn’t stop him on their wedding night.”

“Believe me or not. I don’t give a fuck, but he said he was staying in. They’re trying for a kid.”

She slaps a palm on the bar and storms off.

“Where are you going?” Stray calls after her.

“Let her go. She needs to walk it off. I’ll give you a hand if these assholes get too rowdy.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it. You got a light?”

With a nod, she tosses me a matchbook. I light up the joint, take a hard hit, then offer it to Stray. She declines.

“Can I ask you something?”

She perks up. “Of course.”

“Why do you like me?”

Her lips purse. “Who says I do?”

“A man knows when a woman is into him.”

She leans across the bar, giving me a direct view of her tits. “I mean you’re hot. A little mysterious at times, but truthfully. You don’t put Boo on a pedestal like everyone else.”

I’m mid toke on her last sentence and nearly choke as I chuckle at that. “Isn’t she your butt buddy?”

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