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his eyes, shaking his head.
What? Rebecca and Abby leaned in together.
Abby, you are the Three Wise Men. Three sweet, good ole boys from Tennessee, Jim Beam, Johnnie
Walker and Jack Daniels. Smooth but potent, with slight possibilities for disaster. Rhys turned to
Rebecca.
Baby girl, you re the Four Horsemen. You re the Three Wise Men, plus one shot from a devilish
bastard that goes by the name of Jose Cuervo. You and Abby combined could bring about the next
apocalypse.
Please don t tell me that. Aleks groaned. Liam leaned over and wrapped his arms around Aleks
rubbing his back. It went on for a minute and Abby caught Kent giving his mate a curious look.
Aleks, I m here for you. Liam breathed into Alek s ear and continued to rub circles on the bear
shifter s back.
Uncomfortable yet? Liam asked, grinning wickedly. Aleks yawned and lay his head down on the
bar.
Rub lower, I did my rounds today talking to everyone in town, my lower back is killing me, Aleks
said, sounding half-asleep already. Liam stopped and looked at Aleks, disgusted. He turned to where
Rian
and Damian were catching up with Bethy and Asling.
Rian, I need you to babysit Aidhan more often. Aleks is exhausted and is not responding to any of my
well-thought-out digs.
Let me get this straight. You want me to babysit BooBear so that Aleks will get more sleep so he is
awake enough for you to torture?
Yup. Liam nodded.
Okay. Rian shrugged.
Y all are bad. Bethy giggled.
Okay, what about me? Giddey asked from the end of the bar.
You re easy, Giddey. You re a New Orleans Hand Grenade. A harmonious blend of vodka, gin, rum
and melon liquor that is hijacked by the out-of-control presence of grain alcohol. It s the kind of drink
you
have and the next morning are wondering what state and or country you re in.
Giddey s eyes widened.
I have to try that!
Me too, I wanna try mine, Rebecca said.
No, was Alek s muffled response.
But it s my drink.
No. Aleks repeated, his face still on the bar.
I want&
No.
But.
Aleks sat up and turned to look at Rebecca. He leaned in and whispered something so low that Abby
couldn t hear what he said. When he sat back, Rebecca s face was tomato red. She quirked an
eyebrow.
Promise?
Aleks nodded.
Just orange juice for me please.
Abby sniffled a little.
He really does know you, and loves you anyway.
Hey! I think. Rebecca eyed her with suspicion.
AbbyGirl, you want to try your drink? Rhys asked, running his fingers over her hand at the bar.
Normally she would definitely be reaching for some liquid courage, but she knew that she would need
to be
clearheaded tonight. Seducing Rhys was way more enticing than a drink. She shook her head.
No, I ll just have a coke for tonight. Rhys brought her hand up and kissed her fingers before turning
to get their drinks. Her heart melted. She was falling in love with him so quickly.
Well, I might as well work on my crochet. I taught myself so I could make Boo a blanket. Rebecca
reached into her backpack and pulled out a ball of yarn and a knotted mess. Abby couldn t make
heads or
tails of it, but Rebecca was so proud of her progress she didn t have the heart to tell her it looked like
a
fishing net.
Giddey, who s driving you later? Rhys asked, holding his drink back.
He s staying with us at the pride house a few days before settling in with Connor and Madison.
We re
driving him back, Rian said, holding up his beer. Rhys nodded and handed the drink over to Giddey.
Sweet baby Elton, this is perfect. Rhys, you are a god! Giddey took another sip and sighed happily.
Elton? Abby asked, curious.
Elton John, my idol, Giddey explained.
Well we re off, Ms. Tully said, walking past where they sat.
Rhys, son, you have been a breath of fresh air in this bar. Your drinks are so lovely. Ms. Tully
patted
Rhys s hand in a motherly fashion.
Thank you, Annabeth. Rhys winked and flirted with the older woman.
Oh, oh my. You rascal. Ms. Tully giggled like a schoolgirl. She looked down where Rebecca had
her
crochet needle twisted up with her yarn. She looked at it for a moment and then at Rebecca, whose
tongue
was sticking out the side of her mouth in concentration.
Baby girl, what on earth are you making?
A baby blanket. Rebecca held up the blanket with sections large enough to pass a hand through.
Why on earth are you using bondage knots to make a baby blanket? The conversations in the bar
stopped and everyone turned to look at Rebecca s creation.
Bondage? Rebecca squeaked.
Yes dear, you have made some lovely patterns which would look simply divine on your bear, but I
don t see how it can be used for a blanket. Ms. Tully took the knot work from Rebecca and turned it
over
in her hands.
Rebecca, where in the hell did you learn to crochet? Abby asked, trying not to laugh.
A YouTube video, Pleasures of Knotwork.
Ms. Tully clucked her tongue.
You mean the Knots of Pleasure video. Yes, I enjoyed that one. That was a video about shibari dear,
not crochet. Ms. Tully handed the piece back to Rebecca who was eyeing Aleks covertly, before a
panicked look crossed her face.
So you mean that website was adult oriented?
Yes, dear.
Oh my god. I ordered my swing from there. I wanted to get a swing for the back yard so that I could
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