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He’d had to.
    When Sean had turned twenty-one last year, they’d opened the pub to give them both a viable future. And if Finn’s other goal had been to keep Sean interested in something,
anything
, he couldn’t very well now complain that Sean thought life was all fun and games.
    “How about making a living?” Finn asked. “You know, that little thing about covering our rent and food and other expenses, like your college tuition? What are you now, a third-year sophomore?”
    “Fourth I think.” Sean smiled, though it faltered some when Finn didn’t return it. “Hey, I’m still trying to find my calling. This year probably. Next year tops. And then the good times really start.”
    “As opposed to what you’re doing now?”
    “Hey, we work our asses off.”
    “You work part-time at a pub, Sean. By the very definition of that, you’re having fun every single day.”
    Sean snorted. “Seriously, man, we need to redefine your definition of fun. You’re here twenty-four seven and you know it. You should’ve let Trouble show you what you’re missing. She’s cute, and best yet, she was game.”
    “Trouble?”
    “Yeah, man. The new chick. Don’t tell me you weren’t feeling her. You made her a virgin version of our special. You don’t do that for anyone else ever.”
    True. Also true was that he’d been drawn in by Pru’swarm, shiny brown eyes. They matched her warm, shiny brown tumble of long hair, and then there was her laugh that always seemed to prove Pavlov’s theory. Except Finn’s reaction wasn’t to drool when he heard it.
    “Did you know she’s a ship captain?” Sean asked. “I mean that’s pretty badass.”
    Yeah, it was. She drove one of the fleet ships out of Pier 39 for SF Bay Tours, a tough job to say the least. Finn’s favorite part was her uniform. Snug, fitted white Captain’s button-down shirt, dark blue trousers that fit her sweet ass perfectly, and kickass work boots, all of which had fueled more than a few dirty-as-fuck daydreams over the past three weeks.
    He’d never forget his first glimpse of her. She’d been moving in, striding across the courtyard with a heavy box, her long legs churning up the distance, that willowy body with those sweet curves making his mouth water. She had her mass of wavy hair piled on top of her head—not that this had tamed the beast because strands had fallen into her face.
    Yeah, he’d felt her from day one, and though she often sat at the end of the bar he reserved for his close-knit friends, he hadn’t spoken much to her until two nights ago.
    “She offered to show you a good time and you turned her down,” Sean said, shaking his head in mock sadness. “And you call yourself the older brother. But yeah, you were probably right to turn her down. Would’ve been a waste of her efforts, seeing as you have no interest in anything remotely resembling a good time.”
    “I didn’t turn her down.”
    “Flat, dude.”
    Finnhoped like hell Pru hadn’t taken it that way, because he sure hadn’t meant it like that. “I was working.”
    “Always are,” Sean said. “Whelp”—he stood and stretched again—“this has been fun, but gotta run. The gang’s hiking Twin Peaks today. First to the top gets number one draft pick in our fantasy football league. You should come.”
    “I won the league last year,” Finn said.
    “Uh huh. Which means we’d totally try to push you off the trail and sabotage your ascent. So you should definitely come.”
    “Wow, sounds like a real good time,” Finn said. “But there’s this . . .” He pointed to his desk and the mountain of work waiting on him.
    Sean rolled his eyes. “You know what all work and no play makes you, right?”
    “Not poor?”
    “Ha-ha. I was going to say not laid.”
    This was unfortunately true but Finn turned back to his desk. “Kick ass out there.”
    “Well, duh.”

Chapter 5
#DidIDoThat?
    Hourslater, Finn was still at his desk when Sean sauntered back in, hot, sweaty,