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Chapter 65

Colby looked at him, looked at the beer, and reached over and neatly extricated a piece of cheese-coated potato from the decimated appetizer plate, without touching anyone else or being in anyone’s way, and ate it.

The fire crackled in the bar’s fireplace. Low snug lights, scarlet and topaz, caught in Colby’s hair, along the line of an arm, in the shapes of glasses and forks and table-edges.

And Colby Kent, perched next to Jason at the edge of a leather-clad booth, smiled and set Jason’s pulse pounding.