Chapter 46
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MY HEART FELT LIKE it had been ripped out of my chest and then grated like cheese. Wallowing in self-pity, I got on my bike and drove to Griffin’s. When I walked into the bar, Cheeks, who was bartending, waved me over.
“Hi, doll,” I said, forcing a smile to my face.
“Hey, I thought you were supposed to be at some dinner engagement right about now?”
“Plans changed,” I said. “Give me a bottle of whiskey. Please.”
Her eyes widened. “The whole bottle?”
I turned to look at the stripper that was on stage, hoping she be a good distraction. “Yep. Don’t ask.”
Cheeks brought over a bottle and a shot glass. “Here you go, Tank. Look, if you need someone to talk to, I’m always here for you.”
Most of our time talking, in the past, had been in the bedroom and not about any pr
