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“Good,” Gray murmurs, reaching for his beer. “Has Fallon come in yet?”

Kelly picks up on his hint, sliding her hand off of his shoulder and resting it on her hip instead. “Haven’t seen her yet. But when she does, I’ll send her your way.”

Gray nods. “Thanks.” He lifts the beer bottle to his lips, taking a swig.

Kelly’s cheeks flush. “Can I get you guys anything else?” she asks, looking around at us.

Reid lifts his beer. “Just keep em’ comin’,” he drawls.

She nods, scurrying away to help other customers.

“Anything else to report from Denver?” Gray asks, picking at the label on his beer bottle.

I shrug. “Just the security stuff they’ve got that we can apply here. I’ll work on getting something together for our meeting next week.”

I take a long swig of my beer, emptying half of it before I set it down again, raking a hand through my hair. “All of their geeks were really excited about Brooke’s program.”

“You didn’t give her too much trouble, did you?” Gray asks, side-eying me.

I smirk, shaking my head. “Nah. Not for lack of trying, though. Turns out she’s impervious to my charms.”

“Smart girl,” Gray teases, picking up his beer again.

I finish my own, waving Kelly over to bring another round. She delivers it quickly and doesn’t linger this time.

“Where’s Brock at?” I ask, looking around. The bar’s filling up fast, growing louder with the dull roar of the crowd and the thump of the music.

Reid finishes his beer, grabbing a fresh one off of the table. “He said he was gonna try to make it out.”

I nod. “Cool.”

Brock and I may not see eye to eye on many things, but I still like the guy well enough. Our group doesn’t really feel complete without him.

“You guys want a whiskey shot?” I ask.

“Oh, so it’s that kinda night?” Jax chuckles.

I shrug. “Why not?”

I rise to my feet, looking around to Jax, Reid, and Gray. “Any takers?”

Gray and Reid exchange glances- but before they can offer any excuses, I wave a hand dismissively and turn to head to the bar. “I’ll just bring em’.”

I thread my way through the crowd, bellying up to the bar and signaling to the bartender. I order four shots of whiskey, leaning my elbows onto the bar top as I wait for him to pour them.

My nose twitches as a deliciously familiar scent hits it- coconut and rain. I straighten, craning my neck to see Brooke entering the bar with her sister and a handful of friends.

She’s all dressed up again- her long blonde hair is pulled back into a bun, she’s ditched the nerd glasses, and she’s wearing a short black dress and black pumps. The dress has a high neckline and long sleeves, but those long, gorgeous legs are on full display. My eyes are immediately drawn to them, my heart beating faster in my chest with every step she takes in my direction.

My wolf perks up as my eyes travel from her legs to her waist- the fabric of the dress tight across her flat stomach- to her round little tits, the curve of her neck, the flutter of her macara-slicked eyelashes.Damn, she looksgood. Those big blue eyes of hers meet mine; locking, lingering, questioning.

I flash her a smile and give a little flick of my head, beckoning her over. Brooke bites her bottom lip softly, looks around at her friends. Hesitates.

Then she leans in toward her sister, whispers something, and starts walking my way. My eyes traverse the length of her body again as she approaches, lock with hers when she stops in front of me.

“Hey kid.”

She cocks a hip, resting a hand on it. “What’s up?”

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