This time, I stand straight up, catching sight of Summer as she pulls Emmett’s cowboy hat off and plunks it on her head as they head over to the bar across the room. And that’s it. I’m striding across the bar, getting to her as fast as I can. It feels like it takes forever, but it has to have been under eight seconds. Summer is tucking a shot into her cleavage when I get to her and knock that fucking hat right off her head. “What the—” She stops talking when she catches sight of me. “What’s wrong?” She looks genuinely confused. Like she truly has no goddamn idea how crazy she drives me. How
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Swooooooon
