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He was always prettier than he was smart.
But what does that say aboutme?
I spent two years with him.
Maybe I wasn’t as smart as I thought I was.
SAWYER
Monday nights are our slowest night of the week. It’s been this way since we opened the doors a few years ago, so it’s always been my night to catch up on the business side of Kingdom. Go through my emails, respond to vendors, place the week’s orders, and confirm our bands are lined up for the upcoming week.
All the things that have to get done at some point but don’t more than once a week because I hate being stuck behind a desk.
Add to that, I’m really not in the mood to be here tonight, andyeah, I’m fairly fucking miserable. When I was behind the bar earlier, my head bartender told me I was scaring away the patrons, and I wasn’t surprised.
I can’t help it... I want to be home.
My home.
Wren’s home.
I don’t care which.
I want to be inside one of them, with my face buried between her legs for fucking hours. It’s all I’ve thought about since yesterday. Hell... since the morning she moved in.
Yeah. It’s time to get the hell out of my office.
Preferably out of Kingdom altogether.
I close my laptop, grab my keys, and glance at the security feeds hanging on the wall before I get the fuck out of here.Wait. A quick look back at the screens, sure enough, shows me a gorgeous head of copper hair sitting at the bar.
My bar.
Next to her loser ex.
What the actual fuck?
This piece of shit. He spent all senior year screwing around on her. No fucking way am I letting that dick anywhere near Wren now. Not if I have anything to say about it.
This is fucking bullshit.
I slam my office door closed and storm through the bar until Wren comes into view. She’s laughing at something, but judging by what I can see of her face, it’s not a happy laugh.
This isn’t my fired-up and feisty Wren.
This version of her has the fury of a thousand fiery suns burning behind her eyes. “Everything okay here?” I ask as I move behind them, inserting myself in the middle of whatever the hell is going on.
Anger pours off my girl in waves.
Not that she’s mine.
Not in her mind.
Not yet.
I’m gonna fix that shit real soon.
Quinn peeks around Wren and cracks a smile. “Dash the dick is ruining girls’ night, just like the old days.”
