Some bear walked up to their booth and asked, “You two dudes done with the table?”
“Have at it,” Ad told him.
The bear moved up to the pool table with a second bear, and the two started their game.
“I feel like shit.”
Ad winked. “You have a few options. We can stay here and get drunk on shots, or you can go home. What will it be?”
“I think I want to go home,” Burke replied, still thinking about his hug and kiss with Colby Blue. It felt like a bomb going off inside his head and heart, nothing even MacGyver could prevent from detonating.
“Let’s get you home then,” Ad said. “Besides, you don’t look so well.”
Burke nodded. “I can handle the drive home.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to learn that you wrapped your Jeep around an oak’s trunk.”
“I’m good. Really, I am.”
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