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Melody, Bo O’Malley can keep up with two women. Did you see the look on his face when I suggested it? I think he died and went to heaven.”
    Mouse tried to shrink into the background. Clarissa and her friend, Melody, stood just outside the doorway. Clarissa looked ready for action. Her blonde hair was teased sky-high, and her jeans looked painted on. She was the picture of a small-town princess walking on the wild side. She took a long drag on her cigarette.
    “I think after I get through with old Bo, I might have to give Trev a whirl. My big sister said he was a stud back in high school.”
    Trev McNamara. Mouse had sat across from him all through dinner. He was so beautiful it almost hurt to look at him. Of course, she had a little streak of masochism. She’d stolen glances all night. Trev was a huge man. He’d looked almost too big for the booth, but he hadn’t complained or seemed uncomfortable. His shoulders were broad. His face looked like it should be on a movie screen. He had dark hair that was just a little long. It curled over his ears. His deep-blue eyes had seemed on the weary side as though he’d had as much of the world as he could take, yet he kept on. But when he’d smiled at her, those eyes had lit up, and she hadn’t thought about Bo for a little while.
    Idiot . If she couldn’t handle Bo, she definitely couldn’t handle a former star quarterback.
    And it looked like it took two women to really handle Bo.
    “Well, don’t let anyone know about that. You don’t want to get a reputation,” Melody complained.
    Clarissa’s laugh split the air. “I already got a reputation, hon. I’m just making damn sure I live up to it. Now, how about we get Bo and show him a real nice time.”
    The women tossed their cigarettes to the ground and turned to go inside. Mouse breathed a sigh of relief.
    “Is that Mouse Hobbes?”
    Oh, Mouse wished she’d stayed at home.
    Clarissa cocked her head. “Mouse, what the hell are you doing here?”
    There was nothing to do but brazen her way through. “I thought I would get a beer.”
    Clarissa’s eyes rolled. “No, I think you thought you would pull your crying act and get Bo to come home with you. Do you have any idea how pathetic you are? Everyone in the county laughs about it. You just follow that man around like a sad little puppy. He’s never going to fuck you, hon. He likes real women, not pathetic little losers.”
    Melody shook her head. “It’s so sad how you use that man. He can’t have a real life because he feels sorry for you.”
    Clarissa stepped forward, her eyes narrowed. “You aren’t talking to him tonight, Mouse. In fact, as long as he’s with me, I don’t think I want you around him at all.”
    “Bethany?”
    Tears blurring her eyes, she turned at the deep voice calling her name. Trev stepped out of the shadows looking long and lean and slightly dangerous.
    “I thought we were going to meet out back. I was worried you had stood me up. Now, come on. Let’s get out of here. You know I can’t hang out in a bar.” He held out his big, callused hand.
    It was the second time in one day that he’d saved her.
    Clarissa took a step back. Her mouth firmed as she looked him over. “Damn, Trev. You look fine. How are you doing? And what are you doing here? I should have known all that sobriety shit was for show. Nothing ever stopped Trev McNamara from having a good time. Hey, dump the mouse and come inside with us.”
    Mouse waited for him to do exactly that, but his hand pulled her close. His arm went around her waist. She felt tiny and petite next to him. Her head barely came to his shoulders.
    “I think we’ll pass. I want to spend time with Beth. I don’t think this establishment is good enough for her. After all, I’ve seen the clientele.”
    Clarissa’s mouth dropped open. “You’re a bastard, Trev.”
    “Everyone knows that,” he replied.
    Mouse didn’t. Mouse was pretty sure he was her guardian angel. Clarissa turned on her