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in life and the girl whotakeshisvirginityisoneofthem.MegCarter.She’dbeenthreeyearsolderthanmeand visiting her grandmother the summer I turned fourteen. It hadn’t been a love connection.
    Morelikealifelesson.
    “Meg,”Ireplied,relieveditwasn’tanotherunknownfemaleheretothrowherselfatme.
    “Andheremembersmyname.I’mimpressed,”sherepliedthenlookedupatthebartender
    andsmiled.“JackandCokeplease.”
    “Guydoesn’tforgethisfirst.”
    Sheshiftedonherstool,crossingherlegsandtiltingherheadtolookatmecausingher longdarkhairtofalloveroneshoulder.Shestillworeitlong.I’dbeenfascinatedwithitback then.
    “Mostguysdon’tbutyou’veledadifferentlifecomparedtomostguys.Thefamehasto
    havechangedyouovertheyears.”
    “My dad’s famous not me,” I snapped, hating it when females wanted to talk about somethingtheyknewnothingabout.MegandIhadfuckedafewtimesbutshedidn’treally
    knowmuchaboutmebackthen.
    “Hmmm,whatever.So,whyyousoglum?”
    Iwasn’tglum.Iwasabrokenmess.Butshewasn’tsomeoneIintendedtounloadon.“I’m
    good,”Irepliedandglancedbackatthedance loorhopingtocatchGrant’sattention.Iwas readytogo.
    “Youlooklikeyou’vegotabrokenheartfromhellanddon’tknowwhattodowithit,”she saidreachingforherJackandCoke.
    “I’mnotgonnatalktoyouaboutmypersonallife,Meg.”Iletthewarningedgeinmyvoice ringthroughloudandclear.
    “Whoathere,handsome.Iwasn’ttryingtopissyouoff.Justmakingsmalltalk.”
    Mypersonallifewasn’tsmalltalk.“Thenaskmeaboutthefuckingweather,”Isaidwitha snarl.
    Shedidn’trespondandIwasglad.Maybeshe’dmoveon.Leavemealone.
    “I’mintowntakingcareofmyGrans.She’ssickandIneededsomethingnewtodowithmy
    life.Ijustwentthroughamessydivorce.AchangeofsceneryfromChicagowaswhatIneeded.
    I’llbehereforatleastsixmonths.Doyouthinkyou’llbeornerytheentiretimeI’mhereorare yougonnagetniceranytimeinthenearfuture?”
    Shewantedtoseeme.No.Iwasn’treadyforthat.Istartedtoreplywhenmyphonealerted meofatextmessage.RelievedtohaveaninterruptionsoIcouldthinkabouthowIwasgoing torespondtoherIpulleditoutofmypocket.
    Thenumberwasn’toneIrecognized.Butthe“HeyIt’sBethy”caughtmyattentionandI
    stoppedbreathingasIopenedthetexttoreadtheentirething.

    Hey it’s Bethy. If you aren’t a stupid fuck then you’ll wake up and get with the program.

    Whatthehelldidthatmean?WhatwasImissing?WasBlaireinRosemary?Isthatwhat
    thismeant?IstoodupandputenoughmoneyonthebartocovermybeerandMeg’sdrink.“I gottago.Itwasnicetoseeyou.Takecare,”IsaidasanafterthoughtasIstalkedthroughthe crowduntilIfoundGranthavingdryhumpingonthedancefloorwithsomeredhead.
    HiseyesmetmineandInoddedatthedoor.“Now,”Isaidandturnedtoheadoutside.I
    wasleavinghimhereifhehadn’tcaughtupwithmebythetimeIreachedmyRangeRover.
    Shecouldbehere.Iwasgoingto indout.AskingBethywhatshemeantbythatjackeduptext waspointless.

    Blaire

    I reached over and nudged Bethy’s leg to wake her up. She’d been asleep for the past two hours. We were just outside of Rosemary Beach and I needed her to drive so I could look for Cain’s truck at all the inexpensive motels.
    “Wethere?”shemumbledsleepilyandsatupinherseat.
    “Almost.Ineedyoutodrive.IgottalookforCain’struck.”
    Bethy let out a weary sigh. I knew she was only doing this in hopes of getting me to Rosemaryandkeepingmethere.Shecouldcarelessabout indingCain.ButI’dneededaride.I wasgoingtodriveCainhome.AndheandIweregoingtotalk.Hehadnobusinesscomingout heretoseeRush.Ionlyhopedhehadn’ttoldhimaboutwhathe’dcaughtmebuying.
    Itwasn’tthatIwantedtokeepitasecretfromRush.ItwasjustthatIhadn’tleteverything sinkinyet.Ineededtoprocessit.FigureoutwhatIwantedtodo.ThenI’dcontactRush.Cain goingafterhimlikeacrazypersonwasnotwhatIwanted.Istillcouldn’tbelievehe’ddoneit.
    “Pulloverhere.Ineedtoruninandgrabmealatte irst,”Bethyinstructed.Ididasshe