Page 99 of Forever To Me

She grins. "Good, you ready to have it back?”

Cash laughs. "I will admit that I missed this place.” Then, he lowers his voice. "Also, I heard this wild rumor that Kelsie Turner was here?"

I pause.

Cash leans in. "Walker. Tell me it’s not true. I missed that?"

I sigh, rubbing a hand down my face. "It’s true."

His jaw drops. "What the hell?"

Violet laughs, crossing her arms. "Oh, you should’ve seen it. Full-on country music royalty, waltzing into The Black Dog like it was nothing."

Cash shakes his head, staring at me. "You really gonna act like this isn’t the craziest thing that’s happened since this place opened?"

I shrug, grabbing a rag and wiping the counter. "It was just business."

She snorts. "Yeah. Just business."

Cash narrows his eyes at me. "You’re hiding something, but I’ll get it out of you eventually."

I change the subject. "You looking for more hours?"

Cash nods. "Yeah. I need the work."

I glance around the bar, at the growing crowd, the endless responsibilities, the way I barely have time to do anything but keep this place running.

Then, an idea hits me. A crazy one.

One that might actually make my life easier.

I lean on the counter, leveling Cash with a look. "How would you feel about being the bar manager?"

Cash blinks. "Come again?"

I cross my arms. "I’m looking to hand off more responsibility. You’ve been here long enough. You know the place inside and out. Thought you might want a promotion."

Cash stares at me and grins. "You’re serious?"

"Dead serious."

He lets out a low whistle. "Damn. Didn’t think I’d walk in here today and get a promotion."

Violet leans on the counter beside me, grinning. "You should take it. He needs someone to keep him from growling at customers all the time."

I shoot her a look. "I do not?—"

"You do," Cash and Violet say at the same time.

I roll my eyes.

Cash leans back, running a hand through his hair. "You know what? Yeah. I’ll do it."

I nod. "Good."

Violet grins at him. "Welcome to management, boss."

Cash chuckles, raising his beer. "Guess I better start acting important, huh?"

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