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questions night and I missed the goddamn memo?”
    “Jesus,” Billy grumbled, “I was just bein’
social.  I ain’t ever seen you with a woman like her before.”
    “Hell, we ain’t ever seen you with a woman,
period,” Jenkins laughed.  “Was starting to think maybe you liked suckin’ cock
or somethin’.”
    I glared at Jenkins as Billy snorted
laughter.
    “You’re really pissing me off tonight, Jenkins.”
    “That’s my job, man,” Jenkins said.  He
glanced at the bar and I followed his gaze, my stomach dropping when I saw
Frank standing next to Maddie.  Even from here I could see the anxiety in her
eyes and I shot to my feet and stalked toward the bar, praying she hadn’t
revealed too much.
     
    * * *
     
    M addie
     
    I limped my way toward the bar, entirely
too conscious of Riley’s hot gaze, and smiled at the slender blonde woman
standing behind the bar.
    “Hi, could I, uh, get a beer for Riley and
a glass of water, please?”
    The woman looked me up and down and I
shrank back at the anger in her gaze.
    “We don’t serve water here.”
    “Just tap water is fine,” I replied.
    “I said we don’t serve water.  Either order
a fucking drink or get the hell out of the bar,” she snapped.
    “Fine.  I’ll take a beer.”
    I hated beer but I was too tired to argue
with her.  She turned away and grabbed two bottles of beer.  She removed the
caps with an angry twist and threw them into the garbage before slamming the
bottles down on the bar so hard that beer sloshed out and puddled on the worn
wood.
    I handed her the twenty without speaking
and she stormed to the cash register.  I caught a glimpse of myself in the
mirror behind the bar and could barely hold in my groan of dismay.  My mouth
was still swollen and red, and there were bright red blotches on my face and
neck from Riley’s stubble.  I tried to smooth my hair down again as the
bartender returned and threw my change into the puddle of beer.
    My temper flared and I glared at her. 
“What’s your problem?”
    She sneered at me.  “Maybe I don’t like fat
bitches in my bar.”
    “Call me fat again and I’ll kick your
skinny little ass,” I replied calmly. 
    I was lying.  I’d never been in a fight in
my life, and the woman glaring at me might have been half my weight but I had
no doubt she could easily beat the crap out of me.  Still, I was having a bad
fucking night and I’d be damned if I let a woman I’d never met before insult
me.
    “You think you mean anything to Riley other
than someplace to put his dick, you’re wrong,” she suddenly snarled.
    A lightbulb went off in my head and I
grinned tightly at her.  “At least he wants to put his dick in me.”
    Maddie!  Shut up!   My inner voice moaned.  Are you trying to get yourself killed?
    “Shut your mouth!”  She hissed.  “You don’t
know nothin’ about Riley and me.”
    I leaned forward, ignoring my inner voice,
and grinned again at her.  “I know you want him and he doesn’t want you.  I
know it’s killing you that you could hear us fucking in the bathroom.”
    Maddie!  Stop!  For God’s sake – stop!
    Her face went pale and she gave me a look
of pure fury.  “You shut your fucking mouth.”
    “Make me,” I said softly.
    Her hands clenched into fists and I stared
silently at her.  Outwardly I appeared calm but my insides were churning and I
was seriously considering just turning and bolting for the door.  Before I
could, a low voice spoke beside me.
    “Whiskey, Deena.  Now.”
    Deena twitched and with a final glare,
turned away.  I stared at the man standing beside me.
    “Frank.”  He held out his hand and I shook
it briefly, my stomach twisting at the feel of his hard hand.
    “Maddie.”
    “You don’t belong here, Maddie.”
    I stayed silent and tried not to shudder
when his gaze lingered on my large breasts.  He shook back his long hair and
rested his belly against the bar as Deena placed a glass of whiskey in front