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Beth
Want to be my plus one?
For what?
My brother’s wedding.
Shit. Myles and Tristan are getting hitched? In this town, everyone knows everything, but this is the first I’m hearing of it.
Starting work in a minute, I’ll text you later.
I almost text ‘baby’ but delete before sending. I like Beth, always have, but I’m not a fucking idiot—she doesn’t want more than a casual hookup. No matter how amazing our time together was, I can’t give in.
I’m about to pocket my phone, when another text comes in. Reluctantly, I check it, knowing it’s her.
Please?
I leave her on read and make my way to my favourite spot at reception. I tidy my area and check the events calendar. Sure enough, the Comet-Anderson wedding is scheduled…
The weekend before Valentine’s Day?
I blink twice and take a closer look. Beth’s brother and Myles are getting married in less than a month and I’m scheduled towork that day. At least I don’t have to worry about a bachelorette party.
Nope, I absolutely have to worry.
Two dudes, but one of them could absolutely book me. Though, it would be a bit awkward if it was Tristan, since I spent the majority of the holidays buried inside his sister.
I groan and put the calendar away after discreetly taking a picture of the date and time. I don’t take Myles or Tristan as men who want a stripper to celebrate their second chance romance, but I’m not betting on anything when it comes to the Anderson family.
Beth’s had me all twisted up since she left; we had fun the short weeks she was here. Almost getting caught with her pussy on my face Christmas morning is a highlight, but fucking her against a hotel balcony on New Year’s Eve while watching fireworks has to be my favorite.
Since I don’t have any guests, and won’t for at least an hour, I take out my phone and reply to her text.
Working that weekend.
Plans after the wedding?
I delete the cheesy line—‘I’ll be your Valentine’—I nearly sent, and return my attention to work.
With all the guests checked in, I clock out for the day and check my calendar.
6pm -Marissa
Shit. I completely forgot about her.
A few nights ago while out at Rusty’s, the pretty blonde and I were hitting it off. We made plans to get together tonight. I still have no idea what the hell we’re going to do, though. Dinner feels too formal, but drinks will just lead to her coming back to my place. Since she’s only in town for a few weeks, working at Donner Lumber, there’s the potential for no strings attached. Not sure what she’s up for, so we’ll start with drinks. If things are going well, we can grab an early dinner.
I rush out the door; I have just enough time to shower and change. I send her a quick text to confirm tonight and have her meet me at the bar we met. Still glancing down at my phone, I stumble into someone, nearly knocking them over. “Sorry, I wasn’t— Tristan. Hi.”
He steadies himself and takes a step back. “Hey, Axl. Bit of a hurry?”
“No, not really,” I reply, pocketing my phone. He gives me a knowing smirk, as if I’m full of shit. It’s not a lie, I’m not in a hurry. I should cancel on Marissa but it would be a bellend thing to do last minute.
“I’ll just scoot past ya, leave ya to it.” Tristan steps around me.
“Right, sorry, Tris. Congratulations on the engagement, by the way.”
He turns with a wide smile. “Thanks. Say hi to Beth for me.”
