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grin.
    her eyes. And when Blair had that look, it meant trouble.
    Blair arched a brow. “Honey, I’m always getting some.
    “What does that mean?”
    Though I have to admit, the pickings have been rather slim
    “We need a bet.”
    lately.”
    “Oh shit,” Callie whispered.
    “That’s because you keep turning down all those
    “Double oh shit,” Abby added.
    marriage proposals, and the ones you do accept, you dump at
    “Cowards. You know damn well it’s what we all need.
    the altar at the last minute. If you’d just jump on Rand McKay And another round.” Blair shifted on the bench and searched like you should have done fifteen years ago, your sex and love the now crowded bar, frowning when she couldn’t find their woes would be taken care of,” Abby teased, knowing it would waitress. “I’ll be right back. Start thinking.”
    irritate Blair, but then again, Blair needed to hear it. She’d After she left, Abby cast a desperate look at Callie. “I carried a torch for Rand since high school. And everyone knew hate when she does this.”
    it, including Rand. But for some reason, Rand was the only guy Abby nodded. “Me, too. God only knows what kind of Blair refused to have anything to do with.
    bet she’s going to come up with. I’m too old for this shit.”
    “Sheriff Rand McKay is not on my radar at the Nevertheless, they both giggled like they had back in moment,” Blair sniffed. “And frankly, he isn’t my type.”
    high school at the thought of having to endure a bet. Though Abby looked at Callie, then turned to Blair, both of frightening, they had always been fun. Blair was usually the them bursting into laughter. “Not your type? Not your type?
    instigator. And she was nothing if not inventive.
    Puleez. He is so your type. You practically drool every time he When Blair returned with a slightly irritated waitress in walks by.”
    tow, she had that gleam in her eye. “I’ve got it. And margaritas,
    “I do not.”
    too.”
    “Do, too,” Abby insisted, glad the subject had shifted to
    “You’ve got what?” Callie asked.
    someone besides her.
    “The bet, of course.”
    “Okay, so maybe I do need sex. Which does not by any
    “Aren’t we a little too old for this? I mean, we’re way stretch of the imagination mean that I need Rand McKay, past high school.” Callie cast hopeful eyes in Abby’s direction.
    understand?”
    “Callie has a point. We can’t very well toilet paper
    “Got it,” Abby said, though she and Callie exchanged anyone’s house at our age.”
    another knowing glance. Oh yeah. Blair had it bad for Rand.
    “For heaven’s sake, that’s not at all what I’m
    “I guess we all need a good fuck,” Blair said. “You suggesting and you know it,” Blair said. “And you’re right. We know what that means, don’t you?”
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    thrown, and I’ve suggested a bet, and you know damn well you mayhem, then Callie and I get to pick the guy who gets the can’t back out now.”
    honors.”
    Callie mumbled under her breath about some people
    “You’re joking.” Abby’s eyes widened. “What if we never growing up.
    don’t like the man?”
    Abby groaned. She needed advice and commiseration, Blair cast a sly smile. “If you can’t trust your best not a damn bet. Sometimes she wondered why she bothered friends to choose a man for you, honey, who can you trust?”
    asking for help when all she’d get in return was more chaos in Callie looked as shocked as Abby felt. Sometimes her already frenetic life. “Okay, what is it?”
    Abby wondered if Blair had a screw loose somewhere. Then
    “Sex.”
    again, Blair had always been the most daring of the three of Abby waited, but Blair didn’t say anything else. “That’s them. Abby shouldn’t be surprised by this bet.
    it? Sex?”
    “I don’t know, Blair. This is pretty