![]() ![]() ![]() “What is with all the sweet stuff tonight, Ray?” I said, wrinkling my nose. “My whiskey sours, your whiskey straights, and a buttery nipple each.” Raegan returned, curving her long fingers around four standard rocks glasses and two shot glasses. “There’s a few I haven’t lit a fire under. He lowered his chin, his famous charm turning up a notch. You shouldn’t have burned all of your bridges.” Trenton shook his head, smiled, and then, before taking another swig, said, “They always do.” “Is that Shannon from home ec? Damn,” he said, turning a oneeighty in his seat. “You want a drink?”Ī group of girls passed by, and Trenton’s eyes focused on one. Trenton’s left dimple sunk in when he grinned. “Do you remember if you went to Eakins at any time between kindergarten through twelfth grade?” ![]() “Did we go to school together?” he asked. “I wouldn’t admit it,” I said, shaking my head. Even though she’d seen Travis running his hands all over Megan’s sweaty skin two seconds earlier, she was grinning like an idiot, hoping she was next. But the second the song was over, he left and walked straight over to the blonde who claimed ownership over my table. “We haven’t.” I turned to watch the women on the dance floor, laughing and smiling and watching Travis and Megan vertically dry fucking. He smiled, a deep dimple appearing in the center of his left cheek. ![]()
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