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“There are no issues,” I answered firmly.
“There are issues,” Brandon echoed, patting me on the shoulder. “I’d be pissed off if he arrested me, too.”
“I didn’t arrest her.” Noah sighed.
“Why are you so insistent about that?” Ash asked, grinning mischievously at her brother. “Is it because that’s not how you’ve dreamed of handcuffing her?”
I plucked my purse out of my bag and pushed Jamie out of the way. “Yep. This wine is not strong enough for the week I’m having.”
Ash cackled as I walked towards the inside of the pub, and Gwen yelled, “Make mine a Pornstar!”
I rubbed my temples with two fingers as I stepped inside. It was so much darker in here, and I almost walked right into a table, so I stopped for a moment to let my eyes adjust.
Wow.
Talk about night and day.
It took a few seconds, but my eyes acclimatised to the darker environment, and I made my way through the pub and down the few stairs that separated the front and back. It was pretty busy, like I’d expected it to be, so I slid into a space at the end of the bar and rested on it.
“Move over,” Noah said, nudging me along.
“Ugh.” I shuffled up a couple of inches. “What are you doing here?”
He held up his card. “Buying drinks. What people usually come to the pub for.”
“And of the three of you, it was decided that you were the best option to follow me here?”
“It’s my turn to get a round in.”
I reached over and tilted his card towards me. “Contactless. You could have given one of them your card.”
“And let them loose with my bank account? Absolutely not.” He chuckled and rested on the bar next to me. “Besides, we haven’t had a chance to talk yet.”
“Oh, we’ve had plenty of time to talk,” I replied, deliberately not looking at him.
What could I say?
I was a sucker for green eyes.
And stubbly beards.
And nice arms. Especially those little lower arm half-sleeves. Forearms were sexy as hell.
And I didnotneed distracting from my path of hating him, thank you very much.
“That doesn’t really count,” Noah said slowly. “It wasn’t really a conversation.”
“Good. I don’t want to have a conversation with you.”
“Lottie, I know the way we left things was—”
“What can I get you, Charlotte, hun?” Tracy asked, smiling at me from behind the bar.
I reeled off the order, including the Pornstar whatever-it-was for Gwen, and she nodded and turned to get it.
“The way we left things was ten years ago,” I said, finally angling my body so I could meet Noah’s gaze. “There’s no need to talk about it now.”
“Clearly, there is.”
