Page 93 of On The Rocks

“Bet I’ll pay you more. That is, if you’re not always a hothead.”

Landon folded his arms over his chest—big fucking arms. “Weirdest job interview I’ve ever been on.”

How the hell did he survive on a submarine? I was a big guy, and I’d looked for anything other than submarine life. He was at least three inches taller than me.

Justin thumbed away some blood at the corner of his mouth. “If you can ring my bell, I figure you might be a good bouncer. You can probably still work at the mills if you want just to make some extra cash here.”

“Well, I officially don’t have a girlfriend. Not like I have any use for weekends.”

“Good. If you’re up for it, we’ll try you out.”

“Because I got a punch in.”

“And let’s not forget the jujitsu shit.”

Landon grinned. “I spar at the gym in town.”

“Got any friends?” Justin dug into his pocket and came out with a card. “If you know anyone else who wants to make some cash—and isn’t an asshole—have them give me a call.”

Landon took the card. “I might.”

“Cool.”

“Why use a job finder,” I muttered.

“Bouncer isn’t exactly on the list of options.”

“I guess that’s true.” I checked out my forearm, which had gotten a bit scraped up from my trip onto the stone. “You got my vote.”

Landon grinned, unrepentant. “Gotta be faster, old man.”

“Man, ouch.” Justin chuckled.

I just shook my head. After a trip to the ground, I was feeling every inch of my thirty-six. “Hey, Justin. Have you seen Lennon?”

He frowned. “Actually, no. She’s probably at the bar, though.”

“Yeah. Maybe I just missed her.”

“Is that the hot dark-haired chick?” Landon craned his neck. “Her?”

I looked over my shoulder and spotted Ronnie threading her way through the lingering patrons. “Nope. That’s one of the waitresses.”

“Good, because damn.”

“Guess you don’t need time to get over your girlfriend.”

He jammed his hands into his pockets. “I wouldn’t mind her distracting me from my broken heart.”

I rolled my eyes. “You and Justin will get along fine.”

Justin grinned. “Life’s too short and there are far too many beautiful women for me to get wrapped up in one.”

“That gets old eventually.”

“So, you say. Especially since you’ve got Len. Might make me rethink things myself.”

“She’d chew you up and spit you out, son.”

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