Page 11 of Flick

“I love that. I think I saw there was some dish with gravy on the menu. I think that would be perfect,” Savi said.

Beth chuckled and texted Crewe their idea, which he immediately jumped on board with. She’d noticed the board behind the bar, which stated how many days it had been sincethey booted an asshole from the bar. It had made it to six days. Guess that would be changing tonight.

She updated Dex on what was happening. He said he wanted to be involved in disguising the taking of the phone, so he was heading over to the jukebox and was going to chat with Savi’s date and to give him three minutes.

“My date wants to be involved. He said to give him three minutes, so we have time to kill. What do you do, Savi?” Beth asked.

“I guess I’m a jill-of-all-trades. I have multiple jobs. I enjoy painting, so I custom paint motorcycle gas tanks and matching fenders. I also do woodworking for people. I love animals. I raise German Shepherds and train them for people, though I might have to stop that. The last couple of people haven’t wanted the type of dogs I train. They’ve wanted them vicious, and I don’t do that. I get bored easily and love learning new things, so I just wander and try different things. I’ve been in Dodge City about two months,” she said.

“My dad’s a member of the Bluff Creek Brotherhood MC. If those guys find out you custom paint gas tanks and fenders, you’ll be inundated with orders.”

Savi giggled. “I limit my orders since I like doing all the different things. I might have a couple openings if needed, but I don’t do them constantly. Then it gets boring. It’s why I move around too. I like to live in new places, and I’m lucky enough to do that.”

“Okay, time’s up. Showtime,” Beth said, walking out with Savi.

Dex had struck up a conversation with the cheater. It was all he could do not to punch the guy in the face. Listening to him share that he was trying to hook another girlfriend while his wife was at home—what a douchebag!

He had to admit he was having more fun on this date with Beth than he had imagined, and, bonus, they were going to have some excitement. He picked the songs and kept from chuckling aloud. Yes, he thoughtBefore He Cheats, Forget You, Gives You Hell, and Somethin’ Badwere going to be the perfect soundtrack to the jerk’s demise.

He clocked Beth and the woman walking around the corner. Now to do a little diversion. As his date sat down, Dex bumped into the guy, spilling his wine all over his suit, then grabbed napkins to start patting him down. The wine spilled on the guy’s lap, and between saying he was sorry to the guy, Dex fought not to smile as the guy batted Dex’s hands away from his crotch. When Beth nodded that she’d been successful, he said sorry one more time, walked over to the table, and joined Beth.

“Is it unlocked?” Dex asked, grabbing a slice of bread and slathering butter on it. Covert diversions made him hungry.

“Dumbass didn’t even have a passcode on it, which is crazy since he’s cheating. Okay, here goes nothing,” Beth said, calling his wife.

“Stew?” a feminine voice asked.

“It’s not Stew. My name is Beth Franks from Franks and Daughters Bail Bonds…”

“Did Stew get picked up for something?”

“No, sorry, ma’am. I was at Nelson’s, and my date heard your husband talking to you while he was sitting with a woman for dinner. I despise cheaters, so I followed the woman to the bathroom to see what was going on. She had no idea your husband was married. He told her he was single. She’s pretty mad and getting ready to have a huge amount of food dumped on him in about five minutes…”

“Give me five minutes. I need my sister to come from next door and watch my kids, and trust me, the food won’t be the only thing happening to that louse,” the woman said and hung up.

Dex chuckled. “You know, Beth, I was dreading this date because I see you as a friend, but Flick was relentless. I am so glad I said yes. Should we tell the rest of the Nelsons what is happening and take bets?” Dex asked.

The Nelson cousins were notorious at betting and even had a pink shirt the loser was required to wear if they lost the bet and worked the bar. He didn’t want them to miss out.

“I think maybe Crewe notified everyone,” Beth said, nodding toward the bar.

Dex chuckled and then slapped his knee. This was epic. Five of the cousins were working behind the bar. Two of them had come in and were sitting two tables away from the cheater—close enough to help the woman but far enough away to not get splashed. Crewe was in the kitchen, and Dex nudged Beth so she’d see that Hennessy was peeking out of the kitchen at the table.

Crewe looked over at Beth, and at her nod, he grabbed a tray. Dex couldn’t see much other than all the dishes appeared to be full.

Savi stood up from the table, keeping Stew’s attention while the guys got behind him.

“Stew, I don’t think you’re the man you said you were. At least you’re not hot, so I don’t have to lament that I lost out on some guy who I could burn up the sheets with. I hope you get everything you deserve,” she said, stepping back as Crewe and Hennessy stepped up and dumped country gravy, pasta sauce, and, ewww, was that liver and onions?

Dex almost threw up in his mouth a little at that. He despised the smell of liver and onions cooking, and he didn’t think having it cold would be any better. Knowing the cousins, they’d cooled all the food down so they couldn’t be accused of burning him. By the time they’d finished, he was covered, and the bar was laughing.

The door slamming had Dex watching an angry woman stride toward his table. She stopped by Savi.

“Stew, I think I’m as mad at myself as I am at you,” she said.

“You are?” Stew said with a furrowed brow.

“Yes, because for some reason, you’ve gotten the idea that you’re a catch and women should want you. If I had to lie one more time about you satisfying me and how big your dick is, I think lightning would strike me. I’ve seen a bigger dick on a German Shepherd than what you’re packing. And hell, don’t get me started on an actual orgasm. I’ve come more sitting on top of our dryer than I have when you’re inside me.”

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