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“Things are pretty tight,” I admit to them. “Between the funerals and everything, it’s just been hard.”
“Shit, I’m sorry, Vera,” Kerry says, reaching across the table and squeezing my hand.
“Thanks. Hopefully I can figure something out soon.”
“I could help with that,” comes a deep voice behind me and I tense.
I know before I turn around that it’s Fisher.
“Go away.”
“I thought you ladies might want another round,” he says, ignoring me.
He sets four new drinks on the table, and I grab mine and toss it back. I think that I’m going to need some liquid courage if I need to face him again tonight.
“You must be the hotel guy,” Kerry says, and he nods.
“Yep.”
“What are you doing in Wolf Valley?” Lilou asks and she sounds genuinely curious.
“I want to open a new resort here. I think that it’s the perfect location.”
“Wolf Valley?” She asks in shock, and I snort.
I sway in my chair when I turn to see his reaction and I realize that the alcohol is already catching up with me. I guess I should have had more to eat today besides a sandwich and a bowl of cereal.
“Ladies,” a group of guys says as they come over to our table with some shots.
One gets slid in front of me, but Fisher reaches out and slides it away before I can take it. I turn and glare at him and he just smiles down at me.
“If you want something to drink, I’ll be the one getting it for you. Can’t be too careful.”
“They seem more harmless than you,” I snark back, and he narrows his eyes.
“If you want me to be nice, I can be that.”
“No, you can’t.”
“Just give me a chance.”
I turn back around and reach for the shot glass, but Fisher takes it out of my hand.
“I’ll buy you a drink. You want a shot or another mojito?”
“Mojito,” I grumble, and he nods.
“Be right back.”
He leaves, and I rest one elbow on the table and look at my friends. The guys are still here, trying to flirt, but I know they won’t get anywhere.
I spot Milo and a few other firefighters come in, and I grin. They must have just gotten off their shift. I can tell the moment he spots Lilou and the blond-haired guy inching closer to her. He turns and says something to his friends before he beelines it for our table.
“Incoming,” I warn her, and she turns to me.
“What?”
“What are you doing here?” Milo asks, crowding Lilou on the other side.
