Page 65 of Sweet Surrender
“Oh my God, it’s you!” Justine cried. Practically jumping up and down. Lady-killer’s expression closed off a fraction before he nodded.
“Three shots of Patrón?” he asked.
“Just two and some apple juice for me thanks,” Justine said, patting her little baby bump. Her eyes wide as saucers as she stared at him.
“What’s wrong with you?” Taylor hissed.
“I’m totally fangirling right now and not even trying to hide it!” she squealed.
“And what are the names of the prettiest ladies in the bar?” Lady-killer asked, and Taylor fought an eyeroll when Justine giggled coquettishly.
“I’m Justine and this is Taylor,” she replied.
“No shit? Well pleased to meet you both. I’ve heard so much about you, especially you,” Lady-killer winked at Taylor.
Taylor frowned. “Do we know each other?”
“Taylor! Are you kidding me? You don’t know who this is? It’s Will Freaking Crawford!”
Will Freaking Crawford gave her another crooked smile but she was drawing a blank.
“You better be buying my girl a drink because you’re just being friendly.” Beau’s voice sent a shiver rolling through her, barely banked aggression lining his tone. She turned and there he was, her heart skipping in her chest and her lady parts singing like the Hallelujah Chorus.
“Shit man, you know how it is. Only just found out who she was,” Will said, looking bashful. Then he and Beau did one of those cool guy handshakes that ended in a hug and lots of back slapping and it all clicked into place, this wasWill.Beau’s bestie and celebrity businessman from whatever that show was called that she never watched.
They pulled apart and Beau put his arm around Taylor, drawing her possessively into his side.
“Message received, not that I needed telling after I caught her name,” Will said and winked at Beau.
“It’s great to see you man, and there’s someone else who’s been looking forward to meeting you,” Beau said, pointing behind them.
“Honey, what are you doing here?” Blake said, coming up behind Justine.
“Why are you here?” Justine asked.
“Bachelor party,” Blake shrugged.
“Deputy Sheriff Blake Miller meet Will Crawford,” Beau said, making introductions.
“My new bestie!” Will cried, opening his arms wide and Blake barked out a laugh as they hugged.
“Great to meet you, bro,” Blake introduced him to Justine again who then fangirled all over him to an embarrassing degree. Dean appeared behind them and stopped when he saw Taylor.
“Uh, no offense but why are you here?” Dean asked.
“Your fian-”
“Let’s get the man a shot and then it’s time for your lap dance!” Beau shouted, interrupting Taylor. Will shoved a shot into Dean’s hand then tipped it towards his mouth.
“I said no strippers!” Dean shouted.
“Did you? I didn’t hear that, did you Blake?” Beau said.
“Nope, Will?”
“Nah, definitely didn’t hear that.”
The lights dimmed andCherry Pieby Warrant began blaring from the speakers as Beau pushed a protesting Dean onto a chair in the middle of the bar. “Just trust me!” Beau shouted over the music.
