Page 122 of Hope After Loss


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“Cheers!”

We all raise our glasses to Graham.

“Well, little bro, it looks like you’re the only Tuttle left to live out our playboy fantasies,” I tell Morris.

“I got this!”

“You might get your chance sooner than later. The hot bartender over there is staring a hole through the back of your head as we speak,” Garrett says.

Morris turns to check her out.

“Fuck me. What the hell is she doing here?” he asks.

“Wait, you know Zoey?” Langford asks.

He turns back to us.

“Yeah, we met in Colorado. She was an instructor,” he snaps.

“I take it, she flunked you?” Garrett guesses.

“No, but she tried her best. What is she doing, bartending your wedding?” he asks Graham.

Graham shrugs. “I have no idea. Taeli and Mom did all the hiring.”

“Actually, I loaned them some resort staff,” Langford informs us.

Morris’s angry gaze comes to Langford. “Resort staff?” he bites out.

“Yep. Zoey is one of the ski instructors I recruited last winter. She moved in last week.”

“You mean, I have to work with her this season?”

Langford shakes his head. “Nope. I mean, you’ll be working for her this season. She’s your new boss.”

We all look past Morris to the bartender who is currently chatting up the girls as she makes them all some fruity concoction.

He glances over his shoulder, and her eyes slide to the side and catch us all staring.

And her lips curl into a sly grin.

Uh-oh. Little bro is in trouble.

The End

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