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“Nothing too strong. I’m driving. How about a glass of Chardonnay?” I glance around. “Where’s Tracy?”

“Right behind you.”

I turn on my stool. “Hey, Trace!”

Tracy gives me a quick hug and then turns to Desiree. “I need three vodka tonics, Des.”

“You got it.” Desiree pours me a glass of Chard and then gets to work on the drinks for Tracy’s table.

I take a sip of the crisp oaky wine. “I need one of your burgers.”

“You got it. Medium rare with all the fixings?”

“You know it.”

“I’ll tell Andy. By the way, did you happen to see the new bartender?”

“Just Desiree.” I gaze down the bar. “And Hank.”

“The new guy must be on break.” Tracy smiles and waves her diamond ring in my face. “If I weren’t spoken for, I’d be all over him.”

“Good thing you’re spoken for.”

“Well…he’s also gay. And awesome. Oh! Here he comes. Let me introduce you.” She nods to a dark-haired man who appears behind the bar. “Hey, Jake. Come here.”

Jake ambles toward us, a rakish smile on his handsome face. “Tracy, how’s our most beautiful waitress tonight?”

Tracy blushes. She’s engaged and madly in love with Troy, but she fucking blushes, even if she doesn’t stand a chance with the guy.

But when I take a long look at Jake, I can’t say I blame her. He’s muscled and gorgeous, and he’s wearing a yellow button down. And damn if it doesn’t work for him. If he’s got a boyfriend, that guy is one lucky man.

“I want you to meet my friend Sadie. Sadie, this is Jake Garcia.”

“Hey, Sadie.” Jake holds his hand across the bar.

I give it a firm shake. “Nice to meet you, Jake.”

“I’m putting in an order for a burger for Sadie,” Tracy says. “Will you make sure she gets it when it’s ready? She’s my bestie and I want you to take good care of her.”

A wink accompanies his smile.

“Absolutely,” Jake drawls. “I’ll take real good care of you, Miss Sadie.”

Tracy leaves and Jake cocks a hip on his side of the bar and studies me.

“Man troubles?” he asks.

My eyebrows wing up. “How can you tell?”

“I’ve had them before myself. I know the look.”

I sigh. “Let’s just say I thought I caught a good one, but I had to set him free.”

“Catch and release, huh?”

I laugh. “You got it.”

One of the cooks appears behind the bar. “Got a burger here, medium rare with everything plus fries.”