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“Thanks for the suggestion,” I say, scanning my eyes down his sculpted six pack.
He tilts the hat forward. “Perfection.”
“I’ll take it.” I giggle. I hand him a twenty and stumble out of the booth, eyes still locked on his incredible body.
“You need a man,” Lindsay teases. “That was hysterical. You were like putty in his hands the minute he showed you abs.”
“So? What’s your point?” I laugh. “Come on. Let’s go listen to some music.”
Lindsay and I find a side stage with new artist, Maverick Starr, playing. My best friend finds an open hay bale and pulls me up with her. Feeling the band’s funky rhythm, we dance like no one is watching.
“I haven’t seen you dance like this since senior prom!” Lindsay says.
“That was the last time I was allowed to have fun.”
“I think it’s a good thing Jason cheated on you.”
“What?” I’m shocked by her comment.
“I think there’s someone out there a hell of lot better for you than Jason ever was. We will find you a happily ever after.”
“Right now, I’d settle for a decent dick,” I tease. “Come on. Let’s go get more drinks.”
Lindsay and I are linked arm and arm as we walk into the beer tent.
"I still can't believe you're dating Jacob Bell. I'm so happy for you, and this weekend is amazing. Thank you."
"That's what best friends do. Plus, we needed a weekend away before you leave me forever."
"Whatever. Stop being so dramatic. I'll be calling you so much you'll probably wish I'd leave you alone forever."
The young man behind the wristband booth is an insanely hot Zac Efron body double. He’s easily half my age, a tall drink of water I'd like to sip from later tonight. He hands Lindsay her wristband and waves her through.
"I.D., please," he requests. His voice is deep and husky.
I nearly snort. " You're carding me?"
"If you look under thirty, we need to see your I.D."
Flattery will get you everywhere, my dear boy.I dig my license out of my back pocket and hand it over. After scanning it quickly, he hands it back to me. "Thank you, Andrea. And now I know the name of the beautiful lady I'll be looking for when I get off later tonight."
"Next time, try asking a lady her name,” Daniel says, startling me from behind. Where the hell did he come from? “Women appreciate that more than you snooping around at their I.D."
I swivel my head to look up at him. How long has he been standing behind me? Before I can ask, he's off to the Jack Daniel's Bar.
"Friend of yours?" Efron asks with a chuckle.
"More like a bad rash," I joke. "You got a pen?"
I grab his hand, writing my number on his palm. "This will make me easier to find. Text me when you get off…" I trail off, waiting for him to fill in his name.
"Lucky. I will see you in a few hours, beautiful."
I bite my lip in a feeble attempt to look sexy. "Looking forward to it."
I scan the bar area for Daniel, ready to give him a piece of my mind. His hot-and-cold attitude is more than I care to deal with. I storm over to where he has planted his ass at the bar. "What is your problem?"
"I’m sorry?" Daniel grunts.
