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took another sip of her wine. “I guess you did, too.”
    “I'm going to have to figure out somewhere else to take you for dinner tomorrow night. I'm sure that you're not going to want the same thing two nights in a row.”
    “They've got a lot of different things on the menu. And at least I know that the food will be good.” She looked past him, frowned slightly. “I think the guys are trying to get your attention.”
    Buster glanced over his shoulder, saw them all staring. They were worse than teenage girls. “Ignore them, I try to.”
    “Okay. So, what time are you picking me up tomorrow?”
    “Let's say seven o'clock, does that work for you? You could join us now if you want, instead of sitting here by yourself, and we could go back to the bar after. Have a few drinks.” Buster didn't realize what he'd said wrong, but he knew he had. Maybe she was offended he'd commented on her sitting by herself?
    “Thank you, but I'm pretty tired. I was just waiting for the check so that I could get back home. But I'll be ready at seven tomorrow.”
    “You need a ride?” Buster offered.
    “No, you should get back to the guys. They look like they're getting a little restless,” she replied. He could hear Train talking loudly, talking to Jillian to rile Ace up while everyone else was laughing because they knew it, too. “Ace looks like he's ready to punch someone.”
    “Probably because he is,” Buster answered. He still wasn't sure what he'd done to make her smile turn from genuine to almost forced, but now wasn't the time to try and figure it out. This was one of the reasons why he didn't date much as a rule. It was just too much work when there was someone warm and willing always around. “You sure about that ride? It's pretty late, you shouldn't be walking.”
    “I walk basically everywhere, Buster. Day or night. Cabs are too expensive. I'll be fine,” Caroline told him.
    Buster wanted to push the point, but he figured since he was already on thin ice it was better to just let it go for now. “Alright. I'll see you tomorrow at seven o'clock. I'm looking forward to it.”
    “Me, too.” Caroline looked away from him, reached into her purse as the waitress approached. “Have a good night.”
    “You too.” Buster turned and walked away from the table. The guys had finally gone into the back room, with the exception of Edge, who was at the counter talking to Jillian. The conversation looked tense. Edge stopped speaking when he got close; his sister just looked pissed. Something was brewing.
    There were already pitchers of beer set out in the back room. “We just ordered.” Train picked up a cup of beer and walked over to Buster. “You look like you need this.”
    “I do.” Buster took the cup. “It's been a long day.”
    “Fuck yes, it has been. Harris just doesn't stop talking. She just goes on and on.” Danny shook his head. “She's a special kind of crazy.”
    “And thanks to Monroe,” Buster motioned to the man, “we know that she's going to back off of us.”
    “Unless being told to back off makes her more determined to fuck us over,” Train pointed out. “That's something we need to consider, hell, I'd say we plan for it.”
    “You're right. We will. And we'll be careful. As careful as we can be. And we'll hash all the shit out tomorrow. Tonight, we're going to eat, drink and get some sleep. Can't think without a clear head.”
    “Sounds good to me,” Rock called out. “And I know the perfect way to clear my head.” Laughter followed and then Jillian was coming through the door carrying a large tray. Edge was right behind her and went directly over to the table where the pitchers of beer were. A little chaos formed and then there was a second waitress with another loaded down tray.
     
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    Buster pulled up in front of the house at just after seven. He got off the bike and walked to the front door. Jillian answered when he knocked. “Hey Jillian, Caroline here?”
    “She's just