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I’m a terrible fucking liar.
Four kids? Really?
I should’ve gone with one … one and a half.
“ID,” he demands again, his tone destroying any playfulness in mine.
Get out of jailsmirkcrashed and burned.
I reluctantly unzip my bag and retrieve what he wants, knowing damn well it’ll make my circumstances worse. If I don’t give himsomething,I’m definitely getting thrown out. My smile stays intact when I hand it to him.
“You could’ve at least given me a fake, Princess,” he says, unimpressed.
Yeah, well, I don’t own one, jackass. Otherwise, I would’ve.
I hold back the urge to roll my eyes. “I’m …” I stutter for the right words. “I’m waiting for myof ageID to arrive in the mail. You see, there was an error with this one. They mailed out a new one, but my postman broke his leg … and his knee was reconstructed … so he can’t walk and deliver anything to our mailbox.”
Dear God.
I’m rambling.
A rambler is always guilty.
Maliki cuts me off, “Spare me the lies. Everyone in this town knows who you are.” He jerks his head toward the same door I strolled through earlier, huddled between Leo’s friends. “Now, let’s get you back to your pink bedroom covered with posters of boy-band heartthrobs.” He moves his hand in a shooing motion as if I were a bug.
Okay, seriously rude.
“You suck,” I grumble but then perk up as something hits me. “I’m a paying customer.”Well, Leo’s friends are paying customers.If he knows he’ll make money off me, he might let me stay.
“Tough shit,” he fires back. “I can’t have teenyboppers sneaking into my bar.”
I twirl a finger in his direction. “You wait until I’m twenty-one. I’ll be hereevery dayto annoy you.”
He smirks and pats my head over my hat. “I’ll appreciate the business in the future, little one.” He gestures to the door again. “See your legal ass in a few years. You can exit the same way you snuck in.”
I’m holding it together but close to losing my shit. Not only am I nervous about getting in trouble, but this is alsoMaliki Bridges.
He’s the town’s bartending heartbreaker—a man no woman has tamed, no matter how hard they’ve tried to hold him down. Rumor is, three women have dropped to their knees and proposedto him.A single, attractive man in this town is rare. It’shischoice not to settle down.
I’ve heard plenty of gossip about him. He’s funny—which so far, I’ve yet to agree with—and he always offers a helping hand to anyone in need.
“Whoa! Wait!” I shriek. My drink comes into view when I dart my hands out to stop him from leading me to the door. Him seeing my strawberry daiquiri is now the least of my worries. I’m stunned when he pauses and waits for me to explain. “You can’t kick me out yet!”
“Andthat’s where you’re wrong, Princess.”
“I have no ride home.”
“Isn’t your Barbie Jeep waiting for you outside?”
I throw him a death stare. “The battery is dead actually.” My attention drifts to Leo’s friends and the empty stool I safely sat in until my bladder turned on me. “I rode with a friend.”
He takes a quick glance at the guys before looking back at me. “You came withthoselittle assholes?”
I chew at my bottom lip. “Just a friendly tip: you might not want to refer to your customers aslittle assholesif you want to stay in business.”
He yanks the daiquiri from my hand and points to my bag with it. “Call your parents.”
“Absolutely under no circumstances is that happening. I’d rather you pour that drink over my head.” I lower my tone. “Do you know who my father is?”
