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I stood and put my beer on his worktable. “I know. It’s okay.”
“So, she was an interior designer, huh? You’re not going to make the bookstore look like some kind of fancy-ass boutique or something, are you?” He hooked his thumbs in his beltloops “If that’s what Sav wants, I think we need to gang up on her and refuse.”
I chuckled. “No, nothing like that.”
We stood a foot from each other for a few more seconds, until Sean grabbed me and pulled me into a hug. “Come here, asshole.”
“Dick,” I said, hugging him back just as tightly.
“If you’re dating my sister, you ought to have to call me sir or something, right? Be extra nice to me so I don’t kick your ass?”
I stepped back. “She’s having some doubts after everything. And I feel like I have a lot to make up for.”
He sat down with his beer again, so I did the same.
“So, make up for it.”
I stared at him, shocked at the change from him barely able to keep from punching me outside the Sparks to encouraging my relationship with Sav.
“What?” he asked as I stared at him. “If you love her, fix it.”
“If I can.”
He snorted. “You’re sostupidin love you can’t even see it.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You’ve known Sav as long as I have.” He took a long draw on his beer. “You ever see her cry over a guy? Even a boy when she was in high school?”
I hadn’t. She’d never shown any interest in guys. Only me, I thought guiltily.
“Yet she was bawling her eyes out over you. You’d better shoot your shot, Warner. She’s obviously got it bad for you, God knows why.”
He grinned at me, and I flipped him off.
“Seriously. A girl like Sav doesn’t come along every day,” he said. “She’s special.”
“You don’t have to tell me that.”
Sean sighed heavily. “So, this falling out thing between you and Sav four years ago . . .”
What was the point in trying to hide it anymore when he clearly knew? “She got too drunk and spent the night at my apartment. We kissed, and I stopped it before it went any further. But it hurt her, and things were never the same.”
He tilted his beer bottle in my direction. “Back then? Yeah. I would have definitely wanted to kick your ass.”
“Fair,” I said.
“That explains a lot. Nicole suspected something almost exactly like that.”
“She’s a smart lady,” I said.
Sean held his bottle out for me tap mine against. “One of the many reasons I’m marrying her.”
I felt so much better after we talked. When I left Sean’s garage, I was ready to show Sav that I wasn’t going to give her up without a fight.
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SAV
