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“I’m calling Whitman.” He storms to his office.
“Ladies.”
We all let out a breath at Collin’s accent.
“Nice to see you again. I’m Ro—”
“Rowan,” he finishes my name. “I never forget a beautiful woman.”
My skin flushes under his praise.
I may be madly in love, but there’s no denying Collin’s sex appeal.
“Here you go.” Shayla slides a glass of amber liquid to him.
I do a doubletake when catching the glow in her expression.
“Thank you, baby.”
Swoon again! My stomach flutters in almost the same way as when Ford calls me baby.
“Rowan, wipe that gooey look off your face,” Shayla snaps.
“He’s charming,” I point out.
“I know that! Why do you think my panties disintegrate every time we're alone?” she sasses back.
My jaw drops at her bluntness.
I knew things were progressing with Shayla and Collin. She’s mentioned their dates a few times. However, she left out the pertinent details.
“Darling, you know I adore you, but you’ve shocked the woman into a stupor,” Collin states comically. “And I haven’t been properly introduced to your other friends.”
“Ginger and Shelby, this is Collin.” Shayla waves her fingers between them.
He stands, shaking both their hands.
A man whistles at Shayla, motioning to his empty beer bottle.
Collin’s eyes cut to the man, his expression hardening.
Oh boy…
“Honey, he’s a regular and it’s my job.” Shayla picks up on the intensity.
“Fucker needs to learn some manners.”
Shayla propels herself halfway across the bar and runs her lips along his. “Cool it.”
Then she’s gone and he blows out a breath. “That woman.”
“She’s something else.”
“That she is,” he agrees with a coy grin. “What is the American lingo? I’m a lucky arse?”
“Do you have a brother?” Ginger spouts.
His easy grin returns as he shakes his head. “Only a few sisters.”
