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Colt looked down at his wife, who he towered over. “You know what’s good after a fight?”
“What?” Mia demanded.
Colt leaned down and stage whispered, “A good fuck.”
Mia’s brown eyes flashed with heat. She took Colt’s hand and placed it on the pack of ice and then addressed the other female bartender. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Mia pushed against her husband’s side, all but shepherding him off the floor toward the back office.
“Lucky bastard,” Savage muttered. “I need a good fuck too.”
Duke—who’d made sure I was well out of harm’s way before he joined the fight—sipped from his pint of beer. “I think you just might get lucky…”
“Yeah?” Savage perked up.
“She’s back,” Duke said.
The young woman with dark hair that Savage had gotten into a fight over stood near the entrance, looking around the bar. Finally, her eyes landed on Savage. She walked toward us with purpose, rocking her heels like a runway model.
“Hi,” she said to Savage.
“Hey,” Savage greeted.
“I just wanted to thank you for what you did.” Her brown eyes were wide and beseeching. “I broke up with him.”
“Yeah?” Savage drawled.
She nodded.
Savage rose from the bar stool. “What’s your name, darlin’?”
“Elizabeth,” she said. “Can I—will you let me buy you a drink?”
“Nah. How about I buyyoua drink?”
She grinned and the two of them walked to the other end of the bar.
I looked at Duke. “I bet he’ll be in her pants in under five minutes.”
Duke cleared his throat and gestured with his chin. I turned. Savage already had his arm around the woman’s shoulders, and they were headed toward the restrooms.
“So, what about you?” I asked, filching Duke’s pint of beer from his grasp and taking a sip.
“What about me, what?” he asked.
I leaned forward ever so slightly and peered into his dark eyes. “Doyouneed a good fuck?”
“You offering?”
“Yes.”
He ran his fingers through his brown hair. “I told you I don’t want to be your dirty little secret.”
“That hasn’t stopped you from fucking me the past few weeks.”
“Willa,” he growled. “You know I love fucking you, but I also want to walk in public with my arm around you, claiming you as mine. You know what all this means to me. Being with you behind my best friend’s back puts our friendship on the line. For all of us. Either we do this out in the open, deal with the shitstorm it causes and it is what it is, or we need to end it now, stay friends, and move on.”
“Move on,” I said quietly. “You can move on? Just like that?”
His eyes seemed to flicker in the low light of the bar. “I’ve buried my feelings for you for years. I can do it again if I have to.”
