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being cancelled after season three, before the loose ends were tied up, so there was no way they’d ever be friends again. Finding out that she’d inherited his dad’s house probably hadn’t helped endear her to him.
    Grayson pulled an empty chair over to their table and insisted that she join them. Before she could decline, her butt was in the chair and a waitress was depositing an empty glass in front of her. Gage poured her a beer from their pitcher and pushed it closer to her.
    “Thanks.” She raised her glass to the Cooper boys and took a long, cold sip. The hotel was close enough to walk to if she ended up finishing her drink, so there was no need to worry about driving drunk. She could pick up her rental car from the Silver Spurs parking lot in the morning. “What are we drinking to?”
    Gage set his mug down on a paper coaster. “It’s not exactly a celebration tonight. We had the reading of our dad’s will today, and I guess you already know about your part of it.”
    “So tonight you’re out celebrating your new house?” Gavin glared at her from across the table, his anger blunted by the colorful lights bouncing off his thick, dark hair and the pulsing music enveloping them.
    She set her glass down, not sure how to respond. She’d loved the Cooper family when she was younger, and their father had always been good to her. Being called home to take possession of his house was bittersweet, a wonderful gift from an exceptional man, even though it made no sense. It certainly wasn’t a joyous occasion, though. “I’m not celebrating anything tonight. I just stopped in for dinner while I’m in town to check out the house.”
    “Don’t you remember it well enough from when we were kids? Surely you didn’t need to come all the way to Texas just to see the house. Unless you’re here to rub it in my face.” Gavin sneered at her, twisting his handsome features into a most unappealing grimace.
    “Ah, so that’s it. I thought it was strange that your dad left me the house instead of one of you, but I’d hoped coming here would help me make heads or tails of it. I thought you might have some answers, but I won’t hold my breath. I guess it’s safe to assume that we won’t be working together to figure it out.”
    He laughed, hard and without humor, and it hurt. “You could say that.”
    Okay, so, he’d been hurt, but so had she. He had been Tori’s best friend, but she was her partner, and he wasn’t the only one who’d lost her. Surely he would have thought things through by now and figured out that nobody could have stopped Tori from leaving that night. How could he hang on to his anger for so long?
    “So, I guess that the rest of ya’ll are members of the What the Hell Was Jack Cooper Thinking Fan Club, too?” Gavin’s brothers didn’t seem to harbor the same resentment he did, so she might have better luck sussing out Jack’s motivations if she focused on them.
    “Yeah, completely. He promised the house to Gavin, which now belongs to you; the piece of land he owned on the edge of town he’d promised to me, which now belongs to some horrible environmental scientist whose mission is to make my life miserable; and he’d promised half of Guac Olé to Grayson, which now belongs to a floor supervisor from the plant with no upper-management experience. So, yeah, it was a day of surprises,” Gage said.
    “That’s so strange. I can’t believe he would tell you guys one thing and then do something completely different.” Macy crossed her legs and leaned back in the chair. Sure, she’d been shocked to hear that Jack had left her his house, but she never would’ve believed he’d go this far, sweeping the rug out from under all three boys.
    “Yeah, well, at least you got some real estate out of the deal.” Gavin’s sarcasm bit through the carefree mood of the bar.
    “Listen, nobody was more surprised than me to find out that your dad left me his house. Did you want it
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