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“Okay.” I glanced down at the plate, and my stomach started growling in anticipation. I took a quick bite, and I couldn't help but let out a contented sigh as the flavors exploded on my tongue. "Oh, wow. You were right. This is really good.”

“Told ya.”

He chuckled again, and the deep rumble sent shivers down my spine.

Yep.

Definitely a case of whiplash.

I made a plate for Luna before calling out, “Hey, sweet pea! Your cheese sticks are here.”

“Yay!” Seconds later, Luna came racing around the corner and made a beeline for Grim. “I want all of ‘dem.”

I offered her the plate full of cheese sticks and pizza, and Grim watched with a slight smirk as she crawled up into her chair. After grabbing a couple of drinks, I sat down next to Luna and started eating. Grim followed suit, and it wasn’t long before we were all reaching for seconds. “This is really good, Grim. Thanks for ordering it for us.”

“You’re more than welcome.”

“Thank you,” Luna mumbled with a mouthful of food. “It’s weally good.”

“I’m glad you like it.”

He gave her a quick wink and went back to eating. We were all enjoying the delicious meal when suddenly Grim looked over to me and asked the question I’d been asking myself for days. “So, what’s your plan?”

“Pfft. Isn’t that the question of the hour?”

“Well, I figured you’d been thinking about it. Just wondered if you’d come up with anything.”

“Not really. I lost my job at the drugstore because without my car I haven’t been able to make it in to work, so I’ve been going through the want ads. I’ve found a couple of possibilities, but the pay isn’t all that great.”

“I might be able to help you out with something.” He took a sip of his beer before asking, “How are you at bartending?”

“No idea. I’ve never done it.”

“They make good money.”

“I’ve heard.” I motioned my head over at Luna. “But with Luna and all, I haven’t really had a chance to try it.”

“Hmmm.”

“Why? Do you have a place in mind?”

“Yeah, I might know a place. It’s small, but the folks there are good people and I’d bet they’d be willing to work with you.”

“That sounds great, but I don’t know anything about bartending.”

“You can grab a beer from a fridge, can’t ya?”

“Well, yeah.”

“Then, you know enough.”

“I don’t know about that.”

“I’d teach you what you need to know.”

“Seriously?” I couldn’t believe my ears. He’d already done so much, and now he was offering to do even more. “You really would do that?”

“It wouldn’t take long to teach ya the basics.”

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