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Kenna tapped her glass to his. “To being happy.”

“Amen.”

They drank, dove into the food, and smiled at each other. It seemed a weight had been lifted.

“Is it always this busy in here?”

The place was about three-quarters full. Not bad at all for a Thursday night.

“You should see it when they have a live band.”

“I’d love to.” Kenna gave him another of those pretty smiles, letting him know this was the first of many dates they’d have here again. “If nothing else, it’ll be fun to see what happens if that biker and Lyric ever stop circling each other and do something about the attraction between them.”

Max eyed the guy. “You think she likes him?”

“I think she can’t help herself, even if she is fighting it.”

“He doesn’t seem to be her type.”

“Guys who are kind and protective, but seem like bad boys are every girl’s type.”

Max chuckled. “What makes you think he’s a good guy?”

“The way he looks out for her and those she loves. He didn’t have to get involved, but he did because he cares about her.”

“I can appreciate that.”

“Five bucks says he doesn’t wait more than another week to make a move.”

Max wasn’t so sure, because the guy had secrets, but he went along for old times’ sake. “This is probably a sucker bet. You see more than I do about him and her. But you’re on.”

Kenna laughed. “I think you still owe me five bucks from the last bet we made.”

They’d been trading the same five buck bets forever. “I think you owe me.”

She eyed him and smirked. “Do you even remember the last bet?”

“Was it about me getting you into bed?”

She chuckled. “Now that’s a sure bet. But not it.”

Max thought back to the good ol’ days and the silly bets that always kept things fun between them. “Was it that you could eat the Mount Everest Sundae at Scoops in ten minutes or less?” He remembered that night. They’d both been stuffed on Peak’s Pizza. She proposed they share the sundae. He dared her to eat it all, and they bet on it.

“Yes. And I totally won that bet.”

“You had a headache for like three hours and a stomachache for two days.”

“I couldn’t eat ice cream for weeks.” Her smile lit up the dim room. The sound of her amused voice lovelier than the country ballad starting on soft notes and a slow beat.

He held out his hand to her. “Dance with me.”

She took it. “I thought you’d never ask.”

He led her to the dance floor in front of the raised stage where bands played on the weekend. He took her in his arms, held her close, and just swayed with her while the other couples moved around them.

She smelled exactly how he remembered. Fresh and sweet, like sunshine in a wildflower meadow. She was the same perfect fit against his body.

He’d never wanted a woman the way he wanted her.

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