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haven’t seen you in forever. When did you get back in town?”
    They shook hands. “Got back today. There’s not a single cold beer in the house so I had to go hunt one up.”
    A tall, curvy blond brought platters of food to Jeff’s table. She wore a short black skirt that showed off miles of shapely legs and a fitted black t-shirt with the bar’s logo emblazoned on the front and stretched tight across full breasts. Her hazel eyes flashed a warning that spelled out trouble and her full mouth was an invitation to sin.
    She hadn’t even noticed Wade yet. He tried to tell himself that was for the best as he struggled to carry on a conversation with Jeff. She burned a quick path around the table, placing meals in front of diners and chatting them up in a friendly, if somewhat distracted manner.
    Jeff said something about Wade joining them for dinner then flagged down the waitress. “Hey Daisy, this is Jillian’s cousin Wade. He’s gonna be joining us. Can you get him a drink?”
    “Sure thing.” She looked at Wade. “What’ll you have?”
    Jeff said, “Have you been back since we passed liquor by the drink? You can get mixed drinks now.”
    The long drink of trouble named Daisy looked Wade up and down. “You look like a whiskey and soda kind of man. I’ll start you off with that.”
    He met her appraisal with his own, letting his gaze sweep her from head to foot and back. “All right. You gonna bring me a menu or make that decision for me, too?” He liked what he saw. He needed to stay far, far away from her, but damn, it sure was nice to look.
    She tapped a pen on her order pad. “Steak, medium well. Baked potato with all the fixings. Fried okra. A biscuit.” She waved the pen. “The cornbread didn’t turn out so great tonight. And a slice of strawberry pie for dessert. How’s that sound?”
    Wide grinned. “That sounds perfect.”
    Daisy nodded. “I’ll be right back with your drink.”
    Wade watched her walk away, enjoying the sway of her hips and the way that short skirt hugged her upper thighs. “Damn.”
    “Mmm.” Jeff hummed in agreement. “She’s twenty-six.”
    Wade flinched. “Damn.” Fifteen years younger than his forty-one. When did twenty-six start to seem so young to him?
    Jeff clapped him on the shoulder. “Come on, I’ll introduce you to everybody.”
    “They all lawyers like you?” The waitress disappeared into the kitchen and Wade glanced behind him at the table.
    “They are all lawyers,” Jeff said. “None of them are like me. But they’re okay.” He grinned. “Come on, you’ll like ‘em. Unless you need to be at your folks for dinner?”
    “Shiiit.” Wade laughed.
    Jeff led him to the table and started making introductions. Wade spoke to the lawyers while keeping one eye out for Daisy. Surely there was no harm in looking as long as he didn’t touch.
    She was too young. He’d hooked up with too many waitresses and bartenders and blackjack dealers. Worst of all, she lived in his hometown and worked in the very bar where he got his start. That luscious body and the bold challenge in her eyes had definitely sparked his interest, but all those other things marked her as off limits. He may have been an idiot, but he wasn’t that dumb.

Chapter 5
    D aisy stepped up to the bar and gave drink orders to Ronisha. “Who’s the cowboy?” Ronisha jerked her head in the direction of the secondary dining room.
    Daisy blanked for a moment. “Uh. Jeff said he’s Jillian’s cousin. Wayne, I think. I don’t know.”
    “He’s pretty hot for an older guy.”
    Daisy stopped thinking about her college problems and the day’s anniversary long enough to call up an image of the man’s face. “Yeah, actually, really hot for an older guy. But he looked like trouble.”
    Ronisha pushed three drinks across the bar. “Restraining order trouble?” Her smoky topaz eyes twinkled and a grin spread across her dark brown face. “Or the fun kind of trouble?”
    Plenty of experience