for my new place,” she said. “What changed?”
“We saw you feeding our homeless guy, so we switched it to Sucker.”
“Hey,” she said, hands on hips. “He’s a nice guy and he was hungry.”
“He’s hungry because he makes pot brownies,” Finn said. “They give him the munchies. And just so you know, we all feed him too. He’s got food, Pru. He’s just got a good eye for the sweet cuties who are also suckers.”
She blushed and he laughed.
“SoI’m Sucker? Really?”
“Nope,” Sean said. “You’re Trouble with a capital T.”
Finn shook his head at him. “Don’t you have some orders to fill?”
Sean laughed and walked off, leaving him with Pru.
“I’m not a
lot
of trouble,” she said.
His gaze slid to her mouth. “You sure about that?”
“Completely.” And then she flashed him an indeed trouble-filled smile.
And that’s when he knew.
He
was the one in trouble. Deep trouble. “What can I get you?” he asked, his voice unintentionally husky.
“I was sent over here to get a set of darts.”
“You play?” he asked, digging some out of a drawer.
“No, but I’m a quick learner. I can do this.”
He felt yet another laugh bubble up. “Good ’tude,” he said. “Tell Spence to go easy on you, darts are his game. And don’t bet against Archer. He grew up a bar rat, you can’t beat him.”
She bit her lip. “He said he was new at darts.”
“Shit,” Finn said. “He already conned you, didn’t he?”
“No worries,” she said. “I’ve got this.”
He watched her go, shook his head, and then got busy making drinks because Sean was very busy flirting with Man-eater at one of the tables, even though she had already eaten him up and spit him out just last month.
When Finn looked up again after fulfilling a bunch of orders, half an hour had gone by and some serious chanting was coming out of the back room.
“Bull’s-eye, bull’s-eye, bull’s-eye . . .”
He whistled for Sean. “Need two mojitos,” he saidand dried off his hands before heading out from behind the bar.
“Hey, I’m busy,” Sean complained. “Getting some digits over here. Where are you going—Hey, you can’t just walk away, you—
Hell
,” he muttered when Finn didn’t slow.
He entered the back room hoping like hell Archer wasn’t taking advantage of Pru. She had a sweet smile, and even though he knew she had a mischievous side and a unique ability to change the energy in a room for the better, she was no match against his friends.
And more had shown up, including some of Archer’s coworkers, all of whom were either out of the military or ex-cops. He could see Will and Max up there, both skilled as hell in darts and women.
Shit
.
Pru was at the front of the room, at the first of three dart boards. She was blindfolded, dart in hand, tongue between her teeth in concentration as Will spun her around.
Spun her around?
He had time to think
what the fuck
before Will let her go and Pru threw her dart.
And nailed Finn right in the chest.
Chapter 6
#DoNotTryThisAtHome
Atthe collective shocked gasp of the room, Pru ripped off her blindfold and blinked rapidly to focus her vision. And what she focused in on with horror was the dart stuck in Finn’s pec, the quill still quivering from impact.
Archer and Spence had their phones out and were taking pics with big grins but Pru saw nothing funny about this. “Oh my God,” she whispered as she ran to him. “
Oh my God
.” Panic blocked her throat as she gripped his arms and stared at the dart. “I hit you!”
“Bull’s-eye,” he said, looking down at it sticking out of his chest. “Not bad for a beginner.”
He was joking. She’d hit him with a dart and he stood there joking.
Good God
. She wished for a big hole to swallow her up, but as already proven, she’d never had much luck with wishes. “I’m so sorry! Do we pull it out? Please, you’ve got to sit down.” She washaving trouble drawing air into her lungs. “You need to
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