Playing Peacekeeper was not going to be as simple as she’d thought.
“Actually,” she said to the server, who clearly wanted no part in whatever they had flowing between them. “What do you think of Pinhook’s high proof?”
Relief washed over the server’s face when he realized he didn’t have to mediate a weird, contextless argument.
“If you like something a little different with a bit of a burned-caramel finish, you’ll be into it.”
She flashed a grateful smile. “Rocks, please.”
The server moved on and Logan found something to talk about with Brendon a few seats away. She could see in the way he held his shoulders that he was irritated.
From across the table, Milo returned his attention to her.
“Have you seen what Pinhook is doing with their vertical series?”
“I tried their first five releases. It’s a cool concept. Haven’t had this year’s.” She turned to Taylor, who looked at them like they were speaking French, and explained, “They’re releasing small batch bottles of the same bourbon every year from four to twelve years-old, so you get to experience the entire aging journey.”
Taylor clapped her hands together. “Love that for you two.”
It was the most she could offer, and Hanna just appreciated that someone else was there to witness the very odd situation she’d found herself in.
Milo continued talking to Taylor about the nuanced flavor profiles that developed each year in the maturation process and she tried very hard to keep up, but Hanna knew that Taylor hadn’t been sober since ten that morning, so it was a Herculean effort she was putting forth just to maintain eye contact.
Hanna’s phone buzzed in her purse.
SARA
Okay, hate that I’m sitting at the end of the table because it looks like shit is getting interesting down there.
HANNA
I think I’m in the middle of a weird pissing match between Logan and Milo.
SARA
Wait, are you officially in a love triangle?
HANNA
No.
SARA
I think you are.
HANNA
That would require either of these idiots to be in love with me, which they are not. But I think we’re in a territory dispute triangle.
SARA
For the record, I’m Team Hanna.
HANNA
I think you’re the only one.
SARA
