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to do. Ask me why I hope you don’t.” John’s fingers wrapped around the bicep constricting his air. “Because I want nothing more than to get Medieval on your ass.”
    He emphasized his threat with a hard squeeze. John cursed and threw Sunny’s clutch. It skidded across the table, knocking over an empty beer bottle. Knox shoved the sorry bastard to the floor, waiting for him to fight back.
    He didn’t.
    The music switched to a slow song, and the men angrily left as everyone went back to their drink.
    “Some real gentlemen you got in this city,” Sunny fussed. She ran her fingers over her dress and blew out a breath. I lifted a napkin crumpled in the corner, wiping the table down when Sunny looked up at Knox.
    “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean you.” She tried to get out of the booth to let him sit down when he touched her shoulder, and pulled away immediately.
    “Did he hurt you?”
    When she shook her head, a curl sprang out of place and bobbed in front of her nose. She blew out a hard breath and pouted, tucking the hair behind an ear. Sunny was more emotional than I was, and it looked like she was hovering on the edge of tears. Knox snapped his head towards the door, easing around, when Adam pushed a hand against his chest.
    “Cool it. This isn’t the time.”
    Knox tightened his jaw and looked at Sunny. “Slide in. I’m taking the end.”
    Her eyes rose to meet his and the moment they did, his ears turned red. Cherry red. He cleared his throat, pulled the cap from his back pocket, and yanked it over his wet hair. Did she even notice how he looked at her? The man blushed like a furnace. Knox sat on the edge, facing away from us like a loaded shotgun ready to fire.
    “Reminds me of that time we went to Shreveport,” I said.
    Sunny slapped her hand on the table and her voice went up a pitch. “I always said you were a magnet for trouble.”
    “That was not my fault.”
    “The drink went all over the table,” she laughed. Inside jokes were always the best. “Maybe if you quit picking at the labels on your bottle, you might not be tipping drinks all over the place.”
    “He could have been a sport about it.”
    Her plucked brows arched. “With that mouth of yours?”
    Sunny got past her doubts and there we were, a couple of girlfriends laughing over drinks. We spent the next several hours talking over cheese pizza. The men occasionally joined in, but it was all about us. We had a lot of catching up to do.
    “I need to get this one back,” Adam announced, stretching out his legs as he stood up.
    He was right. I couldn’t risk staying out too late. If Justus came home early, I could expect a tongue-lashing.
    “Will I see you tomorrow?” Sunny asked.
    Adam frowned, rubbing his chin. “I can only afford a few hours out, but if you ladies want to do this again, we’ll come. Knox, you don’t mind driving again, do you?” Adam smiled. “I’m afraid I can’t fit everyone on my bike.”
    “Maybe you need to sell that piece of shit,” he said.
    I hugged Sunny tight and her perfume swirled around me.
    “Thank you for believing me, for coming all this way. I’ll call you tonight, okay? We’ll talk.”
    She squeezed back hard. “I missed you.” I could sense her tears closing in.
    Adam and Knox did as men do when women turn on the waterworks—look confused and back away. When we reached the door, I glanced over my shoulder and saw her sit back down.
    “Hey, where are you staying?” I yelled out. “We’ll drive you.”
    “It’s just a short walk up the road, so don’t worry. You always ditch me before I finish my drink,” she said, waving a hand. “I’ll keep my phone on.”
    I pulled the strap of my purse over my shoulder.
    “What’s up?”
    I turned my head, but Adam was talking to Knox who fell back a pace.
    Knox reached in his pocket and tossed Adam the keys. “Take the Jeep. I’ll meet you back at the house. I got some cash I need to spend.”
    Adam scratched the back of his neck.