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“What would you sing up there?” Wyatt asked as Olivia brought another glass of champagne for me and a beer for Wyatt. “Oh, another? I’m going to get silly.” “So get silly.” Wyatt’s gaze flicked over me. “I’ll walk you home.” He glanced over to the empty corner with the dart boards. I snorted.
“Your brain is addled,” I said as we got out of the car. “I don’t want you alone tonight. You might try to lick the light sockets or something.” I reached for her and tucked her under my arm as we walked up to my place. I wasn’t going to let her out of my sight.