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uncovered by that hat she always wore while on duty.
    “Hi, Wyatt,” she said with a smile.
    “Sheriff.”
    “It’s Jo tonight.”
    She leaned in and said something in Luke’s ear before Luke’s eyes traveled toward the door and the expression on his face froze.
    Wyatt followed his gaze to find Melanie at the end of it. Her honey blonde hair was down in a clean sheet to her shoulders. At her side was an opposite bookend. Tall, sleek with dark hair and an air of confidence in the way she held her shoulders back. “Who’s that?” he found himself asking.
    “Zoe.” The soft answer was hard to hear coming from Luke.
    Melanie and Zoe stopped by a group closer to the door.
    From across the room Melanie attempted to look above the heads while nodding to whatever the group surrounding her was talking about. Her gaze found his and she tilted her head.
    Jo signaled the women over.
    “You gonna be okay?” she asked Luke.
    Wyatt returned his attention to Jo and found Luke studying his beer. “Long time ago, Jo. Old news.”
    Before Wyatt could question what the two of them were talking about, Melanie and Zoe stepped up to their table.
    Both Luke and Wyatt slipped out of their bar stools.
    “I can’t believe Jeff lost his hair already. He’s only twenty-eight.”
    “It was gone at twenty-four,” Luke told Melanie.
    “Bad genes,” Jo said.
    Wyatt returned Melanie’s smile. “I didn’t know you were going to be here,” she said.
    “It’s this or senior bingo night.”
    There was a moment of pause before Wyatt noticed the locked expressions on Luke and Zoe’s faces. Hard, controlled, and full of emotion all at the same time.
    “Hi, Luke.” Zoe had a smooth texture in her voice that softened the hard line of Luke’s jaw.
    “You, ah . . . you look amazing.”
    “And you still have your hair.”
    Luke laughed. “Good genes.”
    Zoe opened her hands and Luke engulfed her in a hug. Even from the side, it looked like neither of them knew how to act.
    Luke offered her his chair while Wyatt pushed his toward Jo and Melanie. “I’ll see if I can find another one.”
    Wyatt turned over a stool for Jo and joined the conversation.
    “We haven’t met.” Zoe reached across the table. “I’m Zoe.”
    “Sorry.” Jo took over. “Zoe Brown, Wyatt Gibson. Wyatt moved here about what . . . six years ago?”
    “Five.”
    Josie stopped at their table, swept an empty bottle away. “What can I get . . .” Josie stopped talking and squealed. “Mel? Zoe?”
    The high-pitched girl noises had Wyatt and Luke pulling back. “Women!” Luke said.
    Even Jo rolled her eyes.
    “Good God, Zoe? I hardly recognized you. Hollywood must be agreeing with you.”
    “Dallas, actually.”
    Wyatt leaned over to Luke. “Hollywood?”
    “She was on one of those chef reality shows years ago,” Luke whispered.
    “Oh.”
    Josie turned her attention to Melanie. “You haven’t changed one bit. What are you doing these days?”
    Melanie blinked a few times. “Been busy.”
    “I heard you were married to some lawyer or something.”
    “Uhm . . .”
    Jo wiggled into the conversation. “Mel has an adorable little girl. Looks just like her.”
    Josie kept smiling. “Did your husband come with you?”
    Zoe crowded in front of Melanie. “She dumped him years ago.”
    Josie seemed lost. “I guess that’s a good thing then.”
    “How about some drinks?” Wyatt asked when silence filled the table.
    “I’ll have another one of these,” Luke said, waving his beer in the air. “Zoe? Rum and Coke?”
    “Perfect,” Zoe said.
    “What about you, Mel?”
    “I’m driving everyone home. I’ll have a Sprite.”
    Jo and Wyatt ordered two more longnecks before Josie sauntered off.
    Melanie held her head in both hands. “That’s going to get old fast.”
    “Let it roll, Mel.”
    Melanie shook her head, Zoe patted her on the back, and Jo kept talking. “None of these people have lived the perfect life.”
    Wyatt felt like a