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“Look at him.” Ellie slapped Alison’s arm. She was so irritated with Adrian. He’d sat here for hours, playing the drinking game with them and now he was flirting his way across the club. Okay, he was just walking back from the bathroom, but he may as well be flirting as he squeezed through the crowd with a sexy smile on his face.
“Look at what?” Alison stared in the direction Ellie was looking.
“Adrian, and that counts. He has to drink.” It was only fair. The man had no right to have an ass that every freaking woman in the bar noticed.
“What are you talking about?” asked Harker.
“Please. He’s being arrogant.” She looked at Alison for help. “Explain it to him.” She lifted her glass and sucked the last of the alcohol from the ice. “I thought you told that waitress to keep our
