He waited until she was seated before taking the opposite bench facing the stage. After setting her bag on the seat and slipping the coat from her shoulders, she lifted her whiskey in the air. “To cheating, stealing, fighting, and drinking.” Then she shot back the whiskey with the ease of a distiller. Colton stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed. He glanced at the bar and found Duff with the same expression. “What?” Gretchen said, setting her glass down. “It’s an old Irish toast that my grandfather used to say.” “If you’re here to propose to me, I accept.”
