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by
Tessa Bailey
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August 1 - August 5, 2021
Her longest relationship on record . . . over in the blink of an eye. Three weeks of her life wasted.
literally the first page and i love this already
Piper reached back for a pillow and handed it to Hannah. “Smother me with this. Please. It’s the humane thing to do.”
“Bet you’re used to men falling all over themselves to make you happy, huh?” He tossed the can up in the air, caught it. “Sorry, I’m not going to be one of them.”
“Don’t go sniffing around the older one. Piper,” Brendan muttered. “And don’t ask me to explain why, either.”
“Listen up,” Brendan said to the younger one. “I heard what you said. I respect you for saying it. You’ve got a nice, solid backbone for someone from Los Angeles. But I don’t follow orders, I give them.” He let that sink in. “I yelled at her because that’s what people do when there’s a close call.” Over the top of Hannah’s head, he met Piper’s gaze. “I won’t do it again.”
“Oh no.” A serious expression dawned on her face. “Do you think there is a female fisherman hiding in this pie, Brendan?” His bark of laughter made her jump. Hell, it made him jump. Had anyone ever caught him off guard like that? No, he didn’t think so.
“Are we friends, Brendan?” “No,” he called back, without missing a beat. Her mouth hung open, a laugh huffing out of her as she closed the door. Hannah sat up and asked, “What the hell is going on there?” Slowly, she shook her head. “I have no freaking idea.”
“CaptainCutie69,” Fox spat out. “IGotCrabs4U,” Deke supplied. “SlipperyWhenWet.” Brendan stared. “You’re all fired. Go home.”
this whole thing with him downloading instagram is so funny
“Oh, look at that.” Her pulse stuttered. “Brendan followed me.” She tapped his profile and choked. “Oh. I’m the only one he’s following. He just joined.”
No Name bar. Upstairs apartment. Piper Bellinger. Needs padding installed on the base of the top bunk. She keeps hitting her head. Captain Taggart
Piper tried to avoid Hannah’s teasing pokes in her side. “Brendan no like Piper boo-boo. Brendan fix.”
Henry Cross hadn’t been some phantom; he’d been a flesh-and-blood man with a heart, and he’d loved them with it. Maureen, Piper, Hannah. Opal. Had they been a part of his final thoughts? Was it crazy to feel like they’d deserted him?
omg im actually tearing up a little
he was expected at the annual memorial dinner for Desiree. Every year, like clockwork, Mick organized the get-together at Blow the Man Down,
oh no is this the dinner mick invited piper to..
“Why the long faces?” She flipped her hair and laughed, taking a shot of her own. Jesus. This was all happening in slow motion. “Turn the music up! Let’s get this party started, right?”
nooooooo
When she glanced up at Brendan, he was following her actions closely, a line between his brows. Memorizing how she took her coffee? No way.
“Wait, I think . . .” Hannah whispered. “I think he’s building you that freaking pergola.”
She didn’t even know which part of her was in command. Her head, her heart, her lady business. Or maybe they all were, three bitches hitting the switches of her control panel.
Brendan’s pillow hugged to her chest, praying that when she woke up everything would be fine. That he’d walk through the door. God must have been busy answering someone else’s prayers.
uh im nervous
He prayed like he never had before. Just let me go home and see her. But the Bering Sea chose that moment to remind him exactly who was in control.
im uh stressed
Fox shrugged, stared at the TV. “Don’t know. Just wasn’t feeling the trip this time.”
is he gonna get with hannah omg
Fox grinned. “Piper still giving you a problem?” “Who ever said she was a problem?” Brendan shouted.
chill
“Take Piper’s sister, for example. Hannah. She likes records, right? If I wanted to make her happy, I’d bring her to Seattle tomorrow. There’s a vinyl expo happening at the convention center.”
omg they totally are going to get together
“How did you even know this expo was taking place?” Piper’s question must have been loud enough to hear through the receiver, because Fox was already shaking his head. “Fox mentioned it.” Brendan gave him the finger. “He’s going.”
lmao i love this
Fox jabbed the air with a finger. “You owe me. Big time.” “You’re right. I do.” Brendan headed for the door, ready for a night of planning. “How about I give you the Della Ray?”
Moisture leapt to Hannah’s eyes. She swiped at her tears while Fox hesitantly began rubbing circles on her back.
tell me why i love whatever is going on between these two
“It’s that Fleetwood Mac album. The one that spoke to me at the expo.” She tried to laugh, but it came out choked. “Fox must have tracked it down.” Piper gave a low whistle. Hannah continued to stare down at the album. “That was so . . . friendly of him.”
