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Chapter 13

Harley

When I arrive at the bar everyone’s already there at our usual spot, all except for John, which I’m a little grateful for.

When they finally spot me, everyone raises their glasses and cheer. Ahh, my friends. I catch Erik watching me as I sit.

Damn he looks hot. Ripped bleached jeans and a white t shirt stretched across his chest. Wow, he’s braided his hair into one long braid. Modern day Viking right there.

“Bitch, you’re late!” Vanessa shouts slamming down a bunch of bills. “This week’s swear jar, three hundred and fifty bucks Harley. It’s a new record.”

“Must have been one hell of a week.” Sam mutters into her long island iced tea as she looks from me to Erik.

Jack stands up and takes my hand.

“Let’s get you drink so you can catch up.” He grabs the wad of cash, and drags me to the bar. When we get there, he puts on his serious face. "Okay, spill.”

“Spill what?”

“What happened with you
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