Perfect Night by Laine Terri E

Author:Laine, Terri E.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Emma

For the hundredth time I cursed Jack and one of my other bartenders for calling out sick tonight. Saturdays were the busiest at the bar and I was down two people. It left me with an all-girl crew. It wasn’t that I didn’t think I could handle it. I was pissed because I was pretty damn sure Jack had done it on purpose to make a point.

It had been a few days since my sleepover at Aiden’s. I’d left early without getting spotted. Even my neighbor hadn’t caught me slinking into my house around dawn. I hated to leave him, but I didn’t want him to get more grief.

Lucky for me, so far no one had been bold enough to ask me about my dad’s coffin being dug up. It could have been because a man whose family had all left town passed the day before. People could have assumed they were digging his grave if they saw the dirt and didn’t go into the cemetery for a closer inspection.

Josie came over with a drink order. “Emma, I’m sorry to have to put this on you, but that table of guys over there—” she nodded at table eleven.

I knew who she was talking about. I didn’t recognize any of them. They weren’t locals. They likely worked on a nearby ranch or with a logging company just out of town. They were drinking heavily and talking way too loudly. I’d been keeping an eye on them worried about trouble.

“What’s up?”

She glanced down like she didn’t want to tell me. “The one guy with the shoulder length, shaggy hair keeps putting his hands on my ass. I told him politely to stop. Usually—”

“Jack or my dad would have put a stop to it,” I finished for her.

She nodded.

“Mind the bar for a minute,” I said. I was the only bartender for the night.

Dad kept two things under the bar. A baseball bat and a shotgun. The latter was in a hidden gun case that opened by fingerprint. Mine and his were the only ones that could unlock it as far as I knew. That was the one thing he’d invested money in. He’d told me he didn’t want to have to use it but wanted it easily accessible if needed. I wasn’t even sure Jack knew it was there. It was tucked under a lower shelf. If you bent down and saw it, it looked as if it was part of the structure of the bar, there for support.

I didn’t get either and sidled over to the table with a wide smile. I made sure to stop at the corner of the table where said asshole she spoke of sat. “How are you boys doing tonight?” I asked.

All eyes were on my tits, covered as they were, but it didn’t matter to them. My tank top was form fitting, and it didn’t hide my curves.

“We’d be doing a lot better if you joined us,” the asshole said before his hand went right to my ass.

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