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lift my beer in the air. “And who is the mother?”
    Everyone breaks out into laughter, except that I’m being dead fuckin’ serious. Zip fucks anything with tits, and as far as I know he isn’t seeing anyone.
    “Some chick who was here two months back,” Ranger answers me, shaking his head. “Carla, her name is.”
    I’ve never even heard of a woman named Carla before. I know some of the women, the ones who come here whenever we throw a party. They stick around until someone loses interest, the men or them, whichever comes first. Some try to become old ladies, while others are just in it for a good time, getting their adrenaline rush or whatever. Who knows how women fuckin’ think these days. Carla mustn’t have stuck around very long, or I’d at least have heard of her before.
    “Is this a celebration or Zip wanting to get drunk so he can forget fucking up his life for not wearing a condom?” I say quietly, so only Ranger can hear.
    “Definitely the latter,” he replies, scrubbing his hand down his jaw. “I think we’re gonna need more booze.”
    “I’ll send one of the prospects,” I say, pulling out my phone. We have only two prospects at the moment, and Kirk has gone to visit his family, so that leaves Smith. I send him a quick text and then slide my phone away. “We never really got to talk about what that fight was last week.”
    Ranger looks me in the eye, then down at his drink. “He was being a fuckhead. I lost my temper—end of story.”
    If that’s true, then so be it. But I can’t help feeling like there’s more to the story.
    I lift up my beer to him, and he clanks his with mine. Zip walks over to me, and I slap him on the back.
    “How are you feeling about impending fatherhood?”
    He grins, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “Carla’s a good woman. I’m excited. Not getting any younger, you know? There’s actually something I want to talk to you about, Prez.”
    I nod. “Of course, but not tonight. Tonight we celebrate, tomorrow we talk, cool?”
    Zip nods, and we clink our drinks together. I’m definitely going to have to keep my eyes and ears open, because something around here just doesn’t feel right. But for now—I’m going to enjoy this ice-cold drink and try to have a good time.

CHAPTER FOUR

    Tia
    I SIT up in bed and groan as I wake from yet another dream about Talon. How many times have I replayed that night in my head? One too many. So we kissed, big deal, right? Nothing came of it, and nothing will. I hadn’t even told Bailey, or anyone else for that matter, what happened that night. It was a secret between me and Talon, one that made me want to jump him whenever I saw him. However, I kissed him that night, and now it’s up to him to make the next move, which I don’t think he’s going to do. I think the best thing for me is to just let it go. Unfortunately I can’t control my thoughts or my dreams, but at least only I am witness to them.
    I make Rhett breakfast as he gets dressed for school. Bailey is picking him up this morning, which gives me an extra thirty minutes to get ready myself, so I make him pancakes with bacon on the side.
    “Thanks, Mom,” he says, sitting down at the table with a wide smile while I serve the food.
    I kiss the top of his head. “You’re more than welcome.”
    “Can Cara come over to play after school? Maybe we can bring Clover too,” he asks as he bites into a strip of bacon.
    “I’ll ask their moms,” I tell him, cleaning up the kitchen. I finish just as Bailey arrives to pick up Rhett. I walk him to the car, open the door for him, and kiss him on the cheek, then say good morning to Bailey and Cara. I tell her that I’ll get the kids after school and ask her if Cara can come over for a little while.
    “Sure,” Bailey says, smiling. “Cara will love that. I’ll come and pick her up around seven, if that works for you?”
    “Sounds perfect,” I say, waving ’bye to them all and then heading inside to finish