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Devon winked at her a little flirtatiously. “Then I guess we got lucky.”

Okay, Ihadtold Devon to be nice to Hannah, but he didn’t need to bethatnice.

Hannah isn’t your woman anymore, asshole. Suck it up.

“I’m here with some friends,” Devon informed Hannah. “But I’m sure we’ll bump into each other again. We’ll catch up next time.”

I gritted my teeth as the two said goodbye to each other, and Devon wandered back to his table.

I knew my younger brother, and part of me wondered if he’d winked at Hannah just to annoy me.

Hannah settled herself into the chair that Devon had vacated.

“No live music tonight,” she observed.

The Mug And Jug had some local bands that played at the bar on weekends sometimes.

“Not tonight,” I answered. “Silas can’t always find local people to play.”

The place was quieter than usual without a live band, but the night was young. It would get rowdier as more and more people started coming in and drinking too much.

The waitress stopped at our table, and I asked for another beer on tap.

Without thinking, I asked for a strawberry daiquiri for Hannah.

“Wait,” I said to the waitress as I looked at Hannah. “Sorry. Old habit. Do you want something else?”

She shook her head. “Nope. That’s still my go-to cocktail, but thanks for asking.”

The waitress nodded and walked away to get our drinks.

“Some people are staring,” Hannah observed as she reached for a pretzel from the basket between us.

I grinned at her. “Isn’t that what we want them to do? Smile, Hannah. Look like you want to be here.”

She looked a little pensive and uncomfortable, and I hated it.

She did smile at me, and I suddenly forgot why we were really here.

Fuck!I’d missed that smile.

“You’re right,” she said as her gaze met mine. “But you know I hate being the center of attention.”

That was true. Hannah preferred to be in the background cheering other people on.

The thing was, peopledidnotice Hannah, but she’d never really recognized that people were drawn to her.

Right now, it was impossible to ignore since some people were blatantly staring.

“Ignore them,” I insisted. “Listen to me grovel instead.”

She laughed, and the sound was like another gut punch to me. “I haven’t heard any groveling yet.”

“I’m sorry,” I said sincerely, leaning forward so she could hear every word I said. “I got so caught up in the success of KTD that I lost track of us. It wasn’t because I didn’t love you at the time, or that I needed something different. I was just an asshole.”

She held up a hand. “That’s enough. I think I just realized that groveling doesn’t suit you. I got way too used to your cocky, bossy attitude.”

I smirked. “It wouldn’t kill me to continue.”

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