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“Okay.”

She hesitates and then sighs. “I need to get my wallet from my purse. I have no idea why I didn’t bring it down here with me.”

“Go get some sleep, Sadie. This one is on me.”

She cocks her hip and crosses her arms.

“Maybe I hit my head harder than I thought because not only are we not fighting, but you also just bought me dinner.”

I toss the bar towel over my schedule and lean onto my forearms, grinning.

“Are we joking about what happened already?”

She shrugs.

“Beats crying about it.” She moves toward the back door. “See you in the morning, Asher.”

I wink.

“See you in the morning, Collins.”

She smiles and then disappears.

A throat clears behind me, and I startle.

“Jesus, Betty, where did you come from?”

“I came from the other side of the bar, but I think you forgot that there are other people in here.”

“What?”

She shakes her head.

“What?” I repeat.

“Nothing.”

I cross my arms. “Your face doesn’t say that it’s nothing.”

“Okay, fine. You were clearly just flirting with Sadie.”

“I was not.”

“You were.”

Betty has lost her mind.

“Fine. Deny it. But don’t come crawling to me when you need advice.”

“I won’t,” I say, grabbing Sadie’s empty water glass and putting it in the bucket with the others that need to go to the kitchen.

First, Linc thinks I’m going to hit on her, and now Betty thinks I’m flirting.

What is wrong with everyone?

CHAPTER ELEVEN

SADIE

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