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this. I hate the attention. Holly lets out a whistle? "Look at you, sexy girl. I knew you had it in you!"
    I roll my eyes at her. "Please, I just don't want to get fired the first time I meet KC for not living up to his Hooter-ific standards." I laugh.
    "Well, you look hot. Keep that up and you are going to have every guy in town trying to get with you. And, Amber, that’s not a bad thing," she says, raising her eyebrow.
    "Says the girl who already has a great man," I scoff at her.
    "Ha! True. Hey, could you help out the boys in the kitchen for a little bit? They have a large to-go order to put together and could use a hand finishing."
    "Sure, no problem." I smile and head to the back room to put my purse away. I am in the kitchen, finishing up the last of the food for the to-go order, when Holly comes in and says that KC and the boys are here. She drags me out to meet them.
    "Amber, this is Paul Walters." I shake his hand. Holly is one lucky woman. This man is gorgeous. He is close to a foot taller than me at six-foot-two with shoulder-length blond hair and beautiful green eyes. He has an amazing body, slim with just the right amount of muscles, especially in his arms, but I guess that goes with the territory of being a drummer.
    "It's nice to meet you, Paul. Holly has told me a lot about you." He smiles.
    "Uh oh, I swear I didn't do half of what she says." He laughs while trying to dodge a punch in the arm from Holly.
    I can see by the way they look at each other how in love they are. I am happy for her. From what I could tell in the short time I have known her, it seems like she has had a rough life. I am also a little jealous, though. I wish I had someone to look at me the way Paul looks at Holly.
    Next, I met Marcus Winters, the bass player. He's shorter, five-foot-seven, with a shaved head and pewter gray eyes. Again, he has an amazing body. Where did these guys come from? We talk for a couple minutes and he tells me about his wife, Taryn, and their four year old son, Chase. His love for them is obvious from the sparkle in his eyes as he talks about them. It is really sweet and he seems really nice. Again, I feel that little bit of nagging jealousy.
    Then, there is Angel Walker, the lead guitarist. All I can say is holy fuck . I know why his mama named him Angel. He’s about six-foot of all hard muscle, short, spiky, chocolate brown hair, and eyes that are an amazing cyan. He kisses the back of my hand and says what a pleasure it is to meet me. Oh yeah, he is smooth. I bet he has girls dropping their panties with a smile. And, I’m probably drooling and staring like an idiot. Oh well, I'm sure he’s used to it.
    Holly comes up behind me, grabs my shoulders, and turns me around. “Amber this is our boss, Kyle Connor, or KC." As soon as the words leave her mouth, I feel all of the blood drain from my body and I tremble. It couldn't be! In the three weeks of working here, how could I not have realized this? How did I not know this was his bar? How did I not know he lived here in town? How had I not put it together? I had been wanting to see him again, right? I thought so, but maybe not so much.
    At least I am not the only one that is completely floored. He looks just as shocked.
    "What the fuck is she doing here?" Kyle growls at Holly. I can’t move. Why is he so angry? That isn't a response I would have imagined from him. I didn't do anything wrong. Hell, he cheated on me! I should be angry, not him. Although, maybe I shouldn't have left without a word. Still, he fucked up first! It is taking everything I have to hold back the tears threatening to spill from my eyes. I refuse to cry! Especially right now.
    "Do you two know each other?" Holly looks between the two of us like she is watching a tennis match. Finally, I snap out of it. All of a sudden, that anger I felt the day I caught him cheating, comes back to me.
    “Oh, you could say that. Remember the asshole I was telling you about from high school, Holly? The