“You looked good out there,” a peppy voice says. Some blonde in a cowgirl hat stands there. She giggles. “Want to show me your moves, cowboy?” “Can’t.” I nod at Fallon who’s at the jukebox with Ruby. “Here with her.” “Oh my god,” she coos. “Your girlfriend is so pretty.” “My wife. Thanks. I know.” “Now get away from my husband before I knock your fucking teeth out.” Fallon’s voice is icy as she elbows the blonde aside.
Cheeehooo
