“Same drinks, too? Or do you want to go crazy and try something different? I have peach tea.”
“Coke,” I grumbled, not at all pleased with my new order.
“I’ll put that right in,” she said, spinning on her heel, sending her skirt fluttering around her.
“Thanks a lot,” I snapped.
“Hey, what did I do?”
“You ordered fried chicken when you knew I wanted it.”
“Then you should have gotten it,” she answered distractedly, already preening for whoever just walked in.
I started to turn, but she snatched my hand. “Don’t!”
“Why? Who is it?”
“Maverick,” Lizzy said, walking out from behind the counter. “What can I get you today?”
“I’m not stopping to eat.”
“Not even a burger for the road?” she grinned.
That smooth smile he always had on his face easily won over every girl in town, including my best friend. “Alright, darlin’. But onion rings today.”
“And a Coke.”
“Might as well make it two so I can feed Remi. He’s a little cranky today.”
“Why’s that?”
“Another woman shot him down.”
“Ooh, I’d better add in extra onion rings,” she said, skirting around the bar and into the kitchen.
As soon as Maverick started scanning the bar, I twisted away from him, hoping to avoid any lectures I might receive this time around.
“Bailey Bennett,” he chuckled as he strode over.
“Ugh,” I grumbled, annoyed that I was caught.
“He’s so hot,” Cheyenne hissed.
“You think everyone’s hot.”
“Not true. I never went after Liam.”
“That’s because?—”
The words quickly died on my lips. I wasn’t about to argue over a man who no longer belonged to me.
“How’s it goin’, darlin’?”
“Same as always.” I forced a smile, hoping he would back off and not give me the third degree today.
“Still at the garage?”
“You know I am. It would have been all over town if I had quit.”
