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I scoff, “No, he doesn’t.”

Jace gives me a small smile. “Trust me, he does.”

“Well, if that’s the case, I certainly don’t reciprocate his feelings.”

“I think he hopes if he comes around more often you will.”

Jace is close enough for me to grab his shirt so that’s exactly what I do, pulling him toward me so our noses touch. “I love you now. He’s in my past.”

He grins at my words like they mean everything to him. “I know that, Little Star. But he doesn’t.”

I sigh. “He’ll figure it out eventually.”

“I disagree. When people are blinded by feelings they only see what they want. It makes it easier.”

“Why are you always right?” I mutter, letting him go.

He grins, his green eyes crinkling at the corners. “Because I’m smarter than people give me credit for. You can learn a lot if you pay attention to everything around you.”

I shake my head and push him away slightly. “Get my drink.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He salutes me sarcastically.

He pours me a whiskey on the rocks, and I slurp it down.

“Another?” he asks.

I shake my head. “No, you know it makes me wild. I’ll stick to water.”

“Darn, I was looking forward to your inner she-beast.”

“You just want me to claw at you like I can’t get close enough.”

He grins slowly. “You do that anyway.” Then he lowers one eye and winks at me.

Be still my heart.

“I’ll go check on your food,” he says, turning on his heel and heading for the kitchen.

I ogle his ass shamelessly.

But who could blame me?

He returns a few minutes later with a plate of potato skins and places it in front of me. “If you want something else, tell me.”

“This should be good, but I might gain ten pounds.”

He chuckles. “You’re beautiful at any size.”

“You have to say that because you’re my boyfriend and I’d kick you in the balls if you said otherwise.”

He winces. “Not the balls.”

“Always the balls. It’s every man’s point of weakness.”

“You have an unfortunate point there.” He wags a finger at me as someone else sits down at the bar. He sighs and glances at them. “I’ll be back.”

He moves down the bar, greeting the man, and gets his drink. Once the man is satisfied he moves back to me. It’s still early, so the crowds haven’t gathered yet. Most nights there aren’t empty seats at the bar.


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