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actuality, he’d come home to earn his skydiving certification. He could’ve done the same in Denver, but he had a friend with a skydiving and flying business out in McMinnville, and they shared an intense love for all things extreme.
    He set his beer on the bar. “Nice pitch, but I’m still not buying. I’ll pay for your drinks, however, because I’m that kind of guy.”
    â€œA real gentleman.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm.
    Liam turned his stool and looked down the bar toward Brian, who was chatting with a server. It took him a moment to make eye contact, but he immediately knew Liam wanted his tab.
    Liam glanced over at Whitney as he picked up his beer and downed half of what was left. “What would it take to get your dad to drop his opposition to the zoning change?”
    Whitney pursed her lips, then blew air through them. “Gee, I don’t know. I’d have to ask him. But I’m sure if his daughter was happy, he might be persuaded. I wonder what you could do to make me happy . . . ” She tapped a manicured nail against her pink-glossed lip and slid him a seductive stare.
    â€œOh, for Christ’s sake, you’re as subtle as a goddamned two-by-four.” His phone buzzed in his pocket, and he pulled it out to see a picture of Evan and Alaina with a text that read: Thanks for everything, bro. You were a great best man.
    And now Liam felt like shit for leaving before the reception had ended. His eye landed on the background of the picture. There in the corner was Aubrey, her hand on her date’s shirt, smiling as she looked up at him. They weren’t kissing, but that was precisely the kind of look you exchanged right before you did. Well, if you were normal. If you were fucked up like Liam, smiling wasn’t always part of the recipe for great sex.
    Suddenly he didn’t want to go home and see that. He wanted another shot of tequila.
    Brian slapped the bill in front of him, but Liam shook his head, setting his phone on the bar. “Change of plans.” He nudged the empty shot glass back toward him. “Double, please.”
    â€œOooh, now we’re talking,” Whitney cooed beside him. “Another for me, too, but just a single. One of us has to drive.”
    Liam cast her a glare. “You are not driving me home. Why are you even still here?”
    She batted her eyelashes at him and lowered her voice to the seductive growl he’d known so well. “Because deep down, you know you want me.”
    He snorted and waited for his tequila, downing it as soon as it came. A warm buzz started behind his eyes and took the edge off his frustration regarding Aubrey. Why was he so worked up? In his experience, she was way past her expiration date. It was time for him to move on to the next thing. He glanced over at Whitney and was instantly turned off. She wasn’t only a step backward—and he didn’t do that—she just wasn’t Aubrey.
    Apparently Aubrey didn’t have an expiration date.
    Damn and double damn. He slammed the rest of his beer.
    â€œI’m so driving you home,” Whitney said.
    He narrowed his eyes at her but said nothing.
    â€œI didn’t say I’d take you back to my place and screw you six ways from Sunday, but I could totally do that, too.” She gave him a saucy grin. “Just say the word.”
    â€œThe word is no .” He shook his head at her, perversely enjoying turning her down again and again. He didn’t believe for one minute that she wasn’t involved with their zoning trouble or that she was over him. “You were fun for a while, but that was a long time ago.”
    She shrugged, trying to give off an air of nonchalance, but he saw the fire burning in her eyes. She wanted him, and she was pulling out all the stops to get him. He wouldn’t put it past her to roofie his drink. Shit, he’d turned his back on his beer when he’d asked for the damn