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that. The name s Ronnie.
Instead of being taken back by Ronnie s bite your head off response, Andy just shook with
laughter. Oh I like this one Emerson. Feisty. You better hold on to her.
Kale met eyes with Ronnie. Yeah, he was kind of thinking the same thing.
Come on man, Matt s here, and Trisha and Cammie are meeting us up here later. Come sit with
us, it ll be like old times.
Kale waited to see how Ronnie responded. He didn t want to throw her into a situation where
she was forced to meet some of his high school buddies. He knew that didn t fall into the terms of
their arrangement, hell, he was just glad she came inside with him. He didn t want to push his luck.
I don t care where we sit as long as someone feeds me, and soon, Ronnie said, filling in the
awkward silence.
Andy cocked his head to the side. The lady has spoken. Come on Ronnie, let Fat Andy show
you how pizza is done here in Montpelier.
Kale was relieved when Ronnie just smiled and followed.
Before he knew it almost two hours had past. Ronnie impressively consumed damn near an
entire pizza all herself and had been working her magic busting his buddies balls and drinking beer
like a grown man. It made her even sexier, if that was even possible.
I m going to need to get a keg of this beer to go. Seriously Kale, this is fucking amazing. Mic
would go ape-shit, she said, setting down her empty glass.
Told ya, Sweetheart.
Ronnie stood up, wobbling a little in her heels but she recovered quickly. You up for a game of
darts?
Kale stood up next to her and leaned his head down close to her ear. Are you ready to get your
ass handed to you?
She turned her head to the side so she was looking at his eyes, heat tuning her brown eyes into
smoldering chocolate. Depends on who s doing the handing, she said, insinuating things Kale had
been dreaming up in his mind since he first touched her body.
His eyes went cloudy and his voice got low. Oh, that most definitely will be me.
Then I m most definitely ready.
Are we going to get some more beer and play some darts or are you two going to stand there
and give each other sex eyes all night?
Screw you, Andy , Kale said, never taking his gaze from Ronnie.
Ronnie tore her eyes from him and fixed them on Andy. Emerson here is just procrastinating,
putting off the inevitable outcome of failure.
Fat Andy came around and gripped Kale on the shoulder. Sounds like you ve got yourself a
challenge there, little buddy.
That I do, he said to himself as he watched Ronnie s hips rock in rhythm to the click of her
heels as she headed to the back of the bar and he was definitely up for the challenge.
A couple rounds later and with only a slight bruise to his ego, Kale sat at the table watching this
sexy woman with complete amusement.
Oh yeah! Ronnie slurred as she walked back to the table after annihilating Matt in a game of
darts. She was slightly past tipsy and was toying with drunk but she was cute as hell. Who the fuck
wants to try their luck against me next? Ronnie was showing them all up, kicking their sorry asses
one by one.
How the hell did you get so good at darts? Matt asked, looking like a kid who just got his
candy taken away from him.
Ronnie just laughed and shook her head at him. Sorry buddy, I ve been around more beer
drinking, dart throwing men in my life time than I can count. And on top of that my best friend Mic and
I play every Friday night so I ve had a lot of practice.
Matt wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her into a headlock/hug. Well looks like
I m buying the next round. Be right back.
Just as Matt released Ronnie from his big brother-like embrace, a couple of girls walked in, one
girl in particular pointing her pissed off eyes at Ronnie, obviously not missing their hug.
Is it just me or am I getting the stink eye from Barbie over there? Ronnie asked loud enough for
everyone around them to hear, and Kale knew that was her full intention.
Matt returned with four glasses of beer wedged between his hands. Here ya go.
Hey baby. The blonde said making her way to Matt as he set the beers down on the table. She
wrapped her arms around his waist never taking her eyes off Ronnie. Leave it to Trisha to be full of
girl drama.
Luckily, Kale didn t think Ronnie seemed too bothered by Trisha, if anything she seemed
amused.
Obviously, Trisha thought the same thing. What s so funny? Trisha asked as Ronnie shook her
head and laughed.
You are.
Matt who is this? Trisha asked, spitting deadly venom at Ronnie.
This is Kale s girl.
I m not
Kale!! A voice squealed from behind Trisha, interrupting Ronnie. Kale was all too familiar
with that high-pitched sound. Hell, it haunted his dreams his entire senior year of high school. That s
what he got for sleeping with a cheerleader.
A short, voluptuous brunette came into view right as her arms wound around his neck. If it
weren t for Andy mentioning that Cammie was going to be coming up here, he would have never
recognized her apart from her voice. Her hair was cut short and sleek to her chin and her figure was
fuller and curvier. She was a knock out in high school but now she was downright sexy.
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