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and grinning. He helped himself to Finn’s iced soda, downing it in three gulps. “Asses have been kicked,” he said.
    “No way did you beat Archer,” Finn said. No one beat Archer at anything physical. The man was a machine.
    “Nah, but I got second draft pick.”
    Annie, one of the three servers coming on shift for the night, stuck her head in. “Already filling up out front,” she told them both.
    “Got your back, darlin’,” Sean said and set Finn’s now empty glass back onto his desk. “Always.”
    Annie smiled dreamily at him.
    Sean winked at her and slid out of the office before Finn could remind him of their
no sleeping
with the hired help policy. Swearing to himself, Finn grabbedhis iPad and followed. He intended to go over inventory, but was immediately waved to the far end of the bar.
    Sitting at it were some of his closest friends, most of them having been linked together in one way or another for years.
    Archer lifted his beer in a silent toast. The ex-cop worked on the second floor of the building running a private security and investigation firm. He and Finn went back as far as middle school. They’d gone to college together. It’d been Archer who’d been with him in their shared, tiny frat boy apartment the night the cops had come to the door—not because Finn had been caught doing something stupid, but because his dad had just died.
    Next to Archer sat Willa. Bossy as hell, nosy as hell, and loyal as hell, Willa would give a perfect stranger the shirt off her back if Finn and Archer didn’t watch her like a hawk.
    Spencer was there too. The mechanical engineer didn’t say much, but when he did it was often so profound the rest of them just stared at him in shock and awe. Quiet, although not particularly shy or introverted, he’d recently sold his start-up for an undisclosed sum and hadn’t decided on his next step. All Finn knew was that he was clearly unhappy.
    Since pushing Spence was like trying to push a twenty-foot-wide concrete wall over, they’d all unanimously decided to let it be for now. Finn knew he’d talk about it when he was good and ready and nothing could rush that. For now he seemed . . . well, if not miserable, at least better, and was currently stealing French fries on the sly from Elle’s basket.
    Ellewas new to the group but had fit right in with the exception of Archer. Finn didn’t know what was up, but the two of them studiously avoided each other whenever possible. Everyone but Elle was in shorts and tees, looking bedraggled, a little sweaty and a whole lot dusty. Elle hadn’t gone on the hike. She didn’t do dirt. Or excursion. Dressed to kill as always, she wore a royal blue sleeveless sheath and coolly slapped Spence’s hand away from her fries.
    He grinned in apology but the minute Elle’s back was turned, he stole another. Only Spence could do that and live.
    Haley was there too, an intern at the optometrist’s shop on the ground floor of the building. But Finn’s gaze went directly to the last person sitting there, just as dusty as everyone but Elle.
    Pru.
    “Got suckered into the hike up Twin Peaks, huh?” he asked.
    She smiled the smile of someone who was very proud of herself.
    He grinned back. “Number four?” he guessed.
    Her smile widened. “Three.”
    Whoa. Finn turned to Spence, who shrugged. “On the way there, I calculated out who and what everyone’s going to pick in the draft,” Spence said. “All I needed was the fourth pick, so I didn’t see any reason to go crazy out there.”
    “You did that on the way there,” Finn repeated, a little awed.
    “Actually, I worked it out in my head before we even left.”
    Ellelooked at Spence. “Remember when you told me to tell you when you were acting like that kid that no one would want to be friends with?”
    Spence just grinned and stole another fry.
    “She looks so delicate,” Willa said and jabbed a thumb in Pru’s direction. “Totally thought I could take her.” She shook