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than you think, Evy. Don’t let his superficial good looks and
charm fool you. Dude cried during The
Notebook .”
    She leaned into
Jon and laughed, the tequila already making her insides tingle.
    “Bullshit,” Dean
barked, trying to sound offended but unable to stop a smile from spreading like
the flu. “I cried during the The Vow .”
    Evy laughed
harder, making his heart inflate to twice its normal size. She took a drink of her
beer while examining him through warm pools of green.
    Jon gestured to
Dean again with his bottle. “Guy like that won’t be on the market much longer,
sweetheart.”
    Dean scooted
closer to Evy to change the subject as his cell vibrated two times in his
pocket, signaling an incoming text message. “He’s drunk; don’t listen to a word
he says. So what do you think of Milwaukee so far?” he asked, glaring at Jon,
who held up his hands in surrender.
    “I really like
it. It’s so beautiful down by the lake.”
    “Just wait till Summerfest ,” Dean told her, digging his phone out.
    “That’s what
everyone keeps saying.”
    Without saying a
word, Jon got up and started dancing with the two dark skinned girls on the
other side of the dance floor. Their annoyed looks quickly turned to smiles
when he unleashed his wild moves upon them.
    Dean shook his
head and chuckled. “You can’t beat the summertime in Milwaukee, but you blink
and you’ll miss it.”
    Evy’s eyes
narrowed.
    “It gets cold
quick,” he explained, looking down at his phone. A shot of adrenaline flooded
his system when he saw the picture of Megan lying naked on a pink bed with her
legs spread wide open. Evy craned her neck for a better view and Dean scrambled
to back out of the screen, dropping the phone to the hardwood floor where it cart
wheeled out of reach. He bent down to snatch it just as a leggy blond at the
other end of the long couch picked it up. The bright screen illuminated her
face. Her eyes widened. She turned to Dean, staring at him through incredulous
eyes, and slowly handed it back.
    “Thank you,” he
said shamefacedly, pocketing the phone and sitting back down.
    The blond batted
her fake lashes at him and whispered something to her girlfriend, who glanced
over at Dean. The two burst into an animated case of the giggles, sizing him up
from head to toe.
    “Are you all
right?” Evy asked with a scrunched up face.
    “All thumbs
today,” he smiled.
    “Are you always
so smooth? I about died laughing when you spilt that lady’s drink at Panera .”
    Dean exhaled a
long breath, relieved Evy hadn’t seen Megan’s revealing picture. He was
thankful for the energetic lights masking his flushed face. “You saw that,
huh?”
    “I almost hit an
elderly couple crossing the parking lot I was laughing so hard.”
    He watched her
lips wrap around her bottle of beer and he wanted to be that bottle more than
anything in the world. It was absurd. Something was happening inside of him he couldn’t
define. Serving up natural conversation with his silver tongue had always been smooth
and easy, but with her it took effort and he wondered if he had a fever. Evy’s sultry
gaze jerked back to him and his heart skipped a beat. She smiled as the booze
loosened her up. He couldn’t stop himself from getting lost in the sea of green
staring back at him.
    She dropped her
gaze to her bottle and began picking at its label as a comfortable silence fell
between them. He waited for those eyes to return, knowing they would.
    On cue, her
emerald gaze alighted on him, sending fire blazing through his veins. He wanted
to grab her and kiss her and was certain sure she felt the same. A swarm of
butterflies launched in his stomach, their wings tickling his insides as they
held each other’s gaze, communicating their thoughts and desires without saying
a word.
    She leaned in
closer, making him do the same. “So…what do you do? For
work?”
    He wrapped an
arm around her waist and pulled her across the couch. She slid up against