Page 12 of Loving Whiskey


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“I’m telling you, Cash, you are going to regret this. I talked to Grace—”

I silence her with a glare.

“Tessa—” she tries again, and I look away from her.

“Not another fucking word,” I warn.

She hands me back my drink and spins on her heels. “Fine. Then be miserable. Turn into Hanson, a man you hate, who cares only about himself and business. I’m sure you’ll make excellent business partners.”

Before she can leave, I nip at her toes again. “Thought you wanted to marry him. Seemed pretty obvious from where I sat the other day that you’re happy with whatever scraps he gives you.”

She doesn’t turn around. She taps on the door and flicks her middle finger at me before walking out. Laughing into my glass, I find myself smiling for the first time today.

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