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was a near-constant companion and they both seemed to really enjoy the other’s company, which was more than Kerrigan could have ever hoped for.
    Gabe could be a lot to handle at times. It took a special kind of person to be able to look through his flamboyant exterior and see the endearing charm that lay beneath. He was a true friend, through and through. If he was yours, you knew he had your back. He guarded his friends like a momma bear guards her cubs, and he was just as ferocious if you pissed him off.
    It wasn’t long before everyone was having a raucously good time. Cheap drinks, good friends, and decent music had a tendency to make a person forget about things that normally kept them on edge. Panama Hattie’s didn’t serve bubbletinis either, but the bartender decided to make an exception, allowing Gabe to give him the directions and mixing up the concoction flawlessly. Before long, several women had stepped up to the bar to request the same drink. It seemed bubbletinis were going to be the new specialty drink at Panama Hattie’s.
    With the exception of Kerrigan and Dominic, everyone else was out on the dance floor, dancing like their lives depended on it. It was unclear exactly what dance Talon was attempting, but he looked to be pulling off a pretty close rendition of the African anteater ritual à la Ronald Miller from Can’t Buy Me Love , while Tyson showed some moves that caught the eye of just about every female in the joint. Big and goofy could do sultry and seductive when set to the right kind of music. And he did it very well.
    Colton apparently felt the need to protect Kerrigan’s best friend from any other patrons that might have felt the need to do some gay bashing. He played the hero, Gabe’s shadow of sorts. It was funny how quickly the roles had reversed, but they were having a good time and that was all that mattered—even if Colton did look like he might fall over from exhaustion at any moment. One might have chalked up his lethargy to his inebriation, but the dark rings under his eyes told another story.
    Not feeling well herself, Kerrigan went to the bathroom to splash some cold water on her face, leaving Dominic to guard their table and drinks. On her way back, she saw a very scantily clad blonde bending over their table in an attempt to entice Dominic with her ample cleavage. The hussy was foaming at the mouth and way too zoned in on her target to simply be an interested party who decided to take a chance that he was single. Kerrigan stopped dead in her tracks, surveying the situation to find out what Dominic’s reaction would be, even though every irrational female bone in her body was screaming at her to go raging bitchaholic on the slut.
    Said slut put her hand on Dominic’s arm in a way that said she was far too familiar with him, and the hackles on the back of Kerrigan’s neck stood even taller than they were already. Dominic shook his head and smiled at her, but it was obvious that he was nervous and uncomfortable by the unwanted attention. He removed her hand from his arm and placed it on the table.
    Satisfied with his reaction, Kerrigan put the little green-eyed monster in check. Then she pushed her shoulders back and headed toward her man, intent on letting the flirtatious hussy know that Dominic Grayson was no longer on the market.
    Dominic saw Kerrigan coming, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. It was nothing new. Whenever she was in the vicinity, her presence demanded his attention. He was drawn to her like a magnet, his only interest forever faithful to her. He had almost forgotten Amber was standing next to him until Kerrigan wedged herself between them.
    He stifled his laughter when his girl pulled a page right out of Gabe’s book and turned on Amber. “Excuse me, but I believe you’re just a little too close to my future baby daddy, and that just doesn’t sit well with me.”
    She perched herself in his lap and draped her arms around his neck, giving