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Her head turned, and she met my eyes. “I didn’t give him a chance. Hearing that I was a horrible kisser or I just didn’t do it for him was too much. He’s gorgeous and probably has a different woman every night. Whatever it was is now over. I need to move on.”
“You like him.” I could tell in her tone. This one really hurt her, and I had half a mind to go and kick Ollie in the shins. Idiot!
“It doesn’t matter. One humiliation per person is all I can take.”
The door swung open, and Killian and Ollie stepped through. My eyes narrowed on Ollie, and he quirked his brow.
“I’ve got my eyes on you,” I growled, and Killian laughed.
“What did ya do to piss her off?” Killian asked Ollie who shrugged.
Bri reached over and squeezed my hand in a silent ‘shut the fuck up’ gesture. Fine. For the moment I would. But he was a dick, and soon I’d tell him exactly what I thought.
* * *
The bar was crazy tonight.So many people, so little time. Corey and Aiden had to be off. Therefore, I needed to get my ass in here. It felt good to have a bit of normalcy, even if only for a few hours.
My life had been focused around this bar for so long, and after not being here for the past few days, it had been an adjustment to get back in the swing of things.
But it was like riding a bike; it felt like home. All the commotion and friendships built here had made this into my family.
It didn’t mean that Vane and Diesel weren’t watching my back because they were in my line of sight. Every time I moved, they moved with me.
The argument with Killian to get here was rough.
“You’re fucking kidding me,” Killian barked out, eyes narrowed and pissed as hell.
“No. My girls have shit going on tonight, and I need to be there.”
“Have Aiden do it.”
I stared at him in puzzlement. “How do you know about Aiden? I mean, do you know her?”
It might have come out a tad bit pissed off, but whatever.
Killian smirked. “Not personally, no, but she can handle shit while you stay here.”
“I’m not going to let my bar go to shit over this asshole, Killian. We have a few more days to find his stuff. Me being here tonight isn’t going to change that. You know that.”
He tilted his head up to the ceiling. “You’re going no matter what I say.”
“Damn right.”
His gaze hit mine. “You’re a serious pain in my ass.”
It was my turn to smile. Not only was I getting what I wanted, Killian was letting it go. I called that a score.
I even agreed to have the guys come just to make him happy. Truth was, I wanted them here too. I wasn’t stupid by any stretch of the imagination.
There was danger. I saw it, felt it, and lived it. No way in hell did I want to go back to that. For a group of men to beat the shit out of me, yeah, no telling what they’d have done if I had their stuff. I was just the damn go-between.
Killian hadn’t really given me an update on anything, keeping me out of the loop; which I did not like. Whenever I asked him, which was a lot, he would say he was handling it. Yeah. That sounded great.
While part of me knew it was to protect me, the other part wanted to kick his ass.
A damn hard ass, but his ass still the same.
Marybeth came up with an order at the side of the bar. As she read it out to me, I started mixing, leaving the theatrics to Carter. He could put on a hell of a show. Me, I could just sling drinks like no one’s business.
