Page 76 of Moonshine Kiss
“Chill the fuck out, Scar,” I growled at her. Cassidy was trying to kick at Misty Lynn while Devlin picked her up off the ground.
“Trade me,” I shouted. We swapped the women we were wrangling, and I got Cassidy cornered up against the cinder block wall. “Hey there, Cass.”
She stopped squirming against me and hiccuped. Drunk Cassidy made very few public appearances. It was usually my sister drinking to excess, and Cassidy playing the responsible one. I had to admit, she was one hell of an adorable drunk.
“Hey, yourself,” she responded, tilting her head until her ear touched her shoulder.
“Whatcha doin’?” I asked, ignoring the commotion behind us.
“You’re really, really good-looking,” she announced, her eyes wide.
“Why, thank you.”
She frowned at me. “I think I’m forgettin’ something.”
“What kind of something.”
“Something that has to do with you,” she said, closing one eye and tilting her head to the other side. She brought her finger up to my nose and poked me probably harder than she meant to. “I like your nose.”
“I like all of you, Cass.”
She brightened and then her face immediately changed to a fierce frown. “I know what it is! I’m mad at you! Very, very mad.” She poked my nose again.
“Why’s that?” I asked, grinning at her.
“I don’t know, but when I remember, you’re gonna be in b-i-g trouble.”
“Well, I’m sure I deserve it.”
She nodded fiercely. “Yep. You definitely do. So, what are you doin’ here?”
“I came to get my girl,” I told her.
“Your girl isn’t Misty Lynn, is it?” Cassidy demanded. “Because she’s a stupid face and a terrible human being.”
“You’re my girl, Cassidy Ann.”
“I am?” She grinned at me like I’d given an entire orphanage Christmas presents.
I nodded. “You sure are.”
She frowned again, trying to do some figuring. “Was I always your girl? ‘Cause this feels kinda new.”
“Oh, Cass,” I sighed, stroking a thumb over her lower lip. “Always. You’ve always been my girl.”
“Misty Lynn said she was gonna show up on your doorstep and be neighborly.”
“She did now?” Fucking Misty Lynn. Her two main superpowers were seducing stupid men and pissing off anyone with lady parts.
“She didn’t show up, did she?” Cassidy asked very seriously.
“No, honey. She didn’t. She’s trying to kick my sister’s teeth out right now.”
“Oh! Good! That’s really good,” Cassidy breathed a sigh of relief that smelled like blueberry moonshine. I made a mental note to keep her away from open flames for the next hour or two.
“Cass, honey, can you stand right here and not move while I help Jonah and Bubba and Devlin?”
She looked at me like a cartoon deer, all big eyes and sweetness. “I sure can,” she promised chipperly. “Question: Do you think you’ll kiss me again tonight? ‘Cause I really, really like it when you do that. Asking for a friend.”
