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armies and it’s almost all gone. Of course Katie was practically starving herself so I’m not surprised. I’m just glad she’s finally allowing herself to be a human being again and not some robot programmed for stardom.
I wasn’t sure about Katie when I first met her, but I’m really starting to fall for Kat and that’s dangerous. She doesn’t get to be herself a good part of the time. She’s being forced to be Katie. I get it. It’s the only way she can have what she wants: a career in Hollywood. But sometimes I get the feeling that it’s not truly what she wants—deep down inside. I feel like part of her just wants to be Kat again.
When the last of the dishes are cleaned and dried I ask Kat if she wants to head over to Haymakers.
She nods, but I can tell by the look in her eyes that she’s still hesitant.
I place a hand on her cheek and look into her beautiful brown eyes. “It’s okay. I’ll be right there with you. I won’t let anything happen. I can’t guarantee that you won’t get teased though. My family is good at that. But no one is going to do anything to hurt you. I promise.”
She nods. “Let’s do it. For the rest of the night I’m Kat from Phillipsburg.”
***
It’s still early when we arrive at Haymakers. There are just a few regulars sitting at the bar and some older folks at a table having a late lunch/early dinner.
“Look who decided to make an appearance,” my brother, Tucker, teases as I approach the bar with Kat. He’s tending bar tonight, which means his girlfriend, Gracie must be somewhere close by. He never lets the poor girl out of his sight. Not that I blame him. She went through a lot with her ex, including being abducted and beaten pretty badly. And the guy nearly killed Tucker.
“Hey, Tuck.” I pull Kat up to the bar. “This is my friend, Kat.”
“Kat, this is my brother, Tucker.”
I can tell by Kat’s wide eyes that she’s trying to figure out how the two of us are possibly related. I’m about as clean cut as they come, but it comes with being a cop. Most people think Tucker is a little scary, not just because his blonde hair is long or that he’s covered in tattoos, it’s his demeanor. He exudes a don’t-fuck-with-me vibe, and God help the person who actually does. He’s got a heart of gold, but he’s also fiercely protective of the people he cares about. And he’s just a little bit crazy complements of the United States Army.
“Hi,” Kat squeaks out.
“What are you drinking?” Tucker asks.
She looks at me then back at Tucker. “A beer?”
“Any particular brand?”
Kat looks at me again. She’s really not much of a drinker. “How about a Bud Light Lime? A lot of women go for that one.”
She nods and Tucker goes to get her the beer.
“He didn’t seem to recognize me at all,” Kat whispers.
I laugh. “I wouldn’t base anything on Tucker not recognizing you. If he’s seen two movies in his entire life, I’d be surprised. If it’s not something directly related to lifting weights or his girlfriend, Gracie, Tucker doesn’t care about it.”
“Where’s Gracie?” Kat glances around the place.
I point to the extremely petite girl with long blonde hair who’s serving coffee to the older folks. “That’s her.”
“She’s so tiny. And your brother’s so big.”
Tucker is massive. All of the Wilde boys are well-built and muscular, but Tucker is by far the biggest one of us. It’s not surprising considering the amount of time he spends in the gym lifting weights.
“They make it work somehow,” I reply.
I point to another blonde who’s putting condiments on some of the back tables. “She will be the true test. That’s Harley. She knows a lot about movies and actors.”
As if she can sense we’re talking about her Harley turns and looks in our direction.
Her blue eyes narrow as she marches toward us and I can see Kat gulp.
“Haven’t seen you in a while, Hunter.” Harley places her hands on her hips.
I wasn’t sure about Katie when I first met her, but I’m really starting to fall for Kat and that’s dangerous. She doesn’t get to be herself a good part of the time. She’s being forced to be Katie. I get it. It’s the only way she can have what she wants: a career in Hollywood. But sometimes I get the feeling that it’s not truly what she wants—deep down inside. I feel like part of her just wants to be Kat again.
When the last of the dishes are cleaned and dried I ask Kat if she wants to head over to Haymakers.
She nods, but I can tell by the look in her eyes that she’s still hesitant.
I place a hand on her cheek and look into her beautiful brown eyes. “It’s okay. I’ll be right there with you. I won’t let anything happen. I can’t guarantee that you won’t get teased though. My family is good at that. But no one is going to do anything to hurt you. I promise.”
She nods. “Let’s do it. For the rest of the night I’m Kat from Phillipsburg.”
***
It’s still early when we arrive at Haymakers. There are just a few regulars sitting at the bar and some older folks at a table having a late lunch/early dinner.
“Look who decided to make an appearance,” my brother, Tucker, teases as I approach the bar with Kat. He’s tending bar tonight, which means his girlfriend, Gracie must be somewhere close by. He never lets the poor girl out of his sight. Not that I blame him. She went through a lot with her ex, including being abducted and beaten pretty badly. And the guy nearly killed Tucker.
“Hey, Tuck.” I pull Kat up to the bar. “This is my friend, Kat.”
“Kat, this is my brother, Tucker.”
I can tell by Kat’s wide eyes that she’s trying to figure out how the two of us are possibly related. I’m about as clean cut as they come, but it comes with being a cop. Most people think Tucker is a little scary, not just because his blonde hair is long or that he’s covered in tattoos, it’s his demeanor. He exudes a don’t-fuck-with-me vibe, and God help the person who actually does. He’s got a heart of gold, but he’s also fiercely protective of the people he cares about. And he’s just a little bit crazy complements of the United States Army.
“Hi,” Kat squeaks out.
“What are you drinking?” Tucker asks.
She looks at me then back at Tucker. “A beer?”
“Any particular brand?”
Kat looks at me again. She’s really not much of a drinker. “How about a Bud Light Lime? A lot of women go for that one.”
She nods and Tucker goes to get her the beer.
“He didn’t seem to recognize me at all,” Kat whispers.
I laugh. “I wouldn’t base anything on Tucker not recognizing you. If he’s seen two movies in his entire life, I’d be surprised. If it’s not something directly related to lifting weights or his girlfriend, Gracie, Tucker doesn’t care about it.”
“Where’s Gracie?” Kat glances around the place.
I point to the extremely petite girl with long blonde hair who’s serving coffee to the older folks. “That’s her.”
“She’s so tiny. And your brother’s so big.”
Tucker is massive. All of the Wilde boys are well-built and muscular, but Tucker is by far the biggest one of us. It’s not surprising considering the amount of time he spends in the gym lifting weights.
“They make it work somehow,” I reply.
I point to another blonde who’s putting condiments on some of the back tables. “She will be the true test. That’s Harley. She knows a lot about movies and actors.”
As if she can sense we’re talking about her Harley turns and looks in our direction.
Her blue eyes narrow as she marches toward us and I can see Kat gulp.
“Haven’t seen you in a while, Hunter.” Harley places her hands on her hips.
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