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liked this place.”
    She reached for her clutch. “Can we just go?”
    “You’ve barely touched your drink. And I just ordered you another. What is that, five or six bucks each?”
    Daisy could not believe Max was quibbling about $7.50, and her expression reflected it. “I never asked for another and if it’s such a big deal, I’ll pay for it.”
    “That’s not the point. It just seems silly to waste—”
    “Fine.” Daisy reached for her icy Midori and rum. While she drained her glass, the bartender arrived with another. Dumbstruck, Max watched as she finished her second glass like the first, then grimaced, fingers pressing temples. “Ow, ow, ow. Brain freeze.”
    Max rolled his eyes.
    “Can we go now?”
    “Am I missing something?”
    “I would just rather go someplace else.”
    “Burger King it is.” Max asked for the tab. Before he could pay, a menacing voice raised the hairs on the back of his neck and switched on his defenses.
    “I wanna talk t’ you.”
    Max swiveled toward the source and faced the scowl of Tina’s three-carat man. Tina could make any man possessive , but Max saw possessed. Taking the offensive, he introduced himself.
    “I’m not here t’ make friends,” three-carat man slurred. “I jus’ wanna know—”
    “Look,” Max said, experienced with dodging. “There is absolutely nothing between us.”
    Daisy drew back. “Why’re you telling him that?”
    “Please, Daisy, this doesn’t concern you.”
    Copper brows jumped. “It doesn’t?”
    “I don’t give a damn ’bout you and her ,” three-carat man said.
    Max nodded in Daisy’s direction. “I’m not talking about her. ”
    Daisy frowned at what didn’t sound like a compliment. “Thanks a lot.”
    Max turned to Daisy. “Do you think you could just sit there without talking?”
    “Hey!” three-carat man interrupted. “I just wan’ back wha’s mine.”
    “That’s what I’m trying to tell you,” Max said. “Tina is yours—”
    “Tina?” Daisy and three-carat man said in chorus.
    “—We haven’t seen each other in a year.”
    “A year ?” The man’s face flushed crimson.
    Daisy laughed. “Oh, Jason, this is so rich! The cheater becomes the cheated!”
    “Shu’ up!”
    Daisy gasped. Then her face angrily knotted. “I don’t have to take this from you. ”
    “There’s no reason to be rude to Daisy,” Max said.
    “No . . .” Daisy slid from her stool. “That’s your job.”
    “You’re not going an’where—” Jason blocked her escape. “Not until—”
    “Jason, please, you’re causing a scene,” Tina said, coming from behind. “Let’s just go.”
    “Ol’ pilot buddy, huh? You screwed him! While you were screwin’ me!”
    “And you were screwing her. ” Tina huffed. “Let’s go. We can talk about this later.”
    “That’s all right, Tina,” Max said. “We’re leaving.”
    “I’m sorry, Max. He’s had one martini too many.”
    “Get used to it,” Daisy said.
    “He only started drinking when he saw you!” Tina shot back.
    The women exchanged daggers.
    “Do you two know each other?” Max asked.
    Daisy turned her daggers on Max. “Apparently not as well as you two.”
    He frowned.
    “ She’s the golf clubs.”
    Under the weight of his predicament, Max sagged, then he shot his eyes to the heavens. His plans for the night vanished. Like he wanted to.
    “You three can work it out,” Daisy huffed, trying to skirt the group.
    “You’re no’ going an’where.” Jason grabbed her arm. “Until I get the clubs.”
    “Bite me!”
    Max stood. “Let the lady go.”
    His height advantage didn’t sway Jason or loosen the grip he had on Daisy. “Butt out, flyboy.”
    If only I could , Max thought, surrounded on all sides. “Why don’t we all just take a step back.”
    “Jason, please .” Tina glanced at the waiters starting to circle. “You can settle this later.” She latched on to his free arm and pulled.
    Sirens wailed in the distance.
    Trying to free