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“Let me guess, you were the rebel without a cause?”

She giggles, and the sound makes my heart beat faster.

“Yeah, with a cheer skirt on. But you know what they say about a preacher’s daughter–they’re wild enough to shoot at, but too free to be tamed.”

“Well…” I search for her name tag hanging on the hem of her tiny tank top. “Emersyn, you didn’t go and break the quarterback’s heart now, did ya? You know those small-town romances have a way of mending into second chances, no matter how fast and far you run?”

She smirks and pulls two shot glasses from the top rack. “I see what you did there, best man. You turned the tables on me. If you want to play hard ball, have at it.”

Emersyn turns the glasses bottoms down and pours a shot of whiskey into each.

“Let’s play Twenty Questions... For every question you refuse to answer, you have to take a shot.”

“And you?” I challenge her.

“Oh honey, I’m an open book.” She winks. “Plus, I can’t get too drunk that I don’t remember the fun I have planned for you.”

Damn.

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