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Oak watched her after the dates were over. She did wait to fill out her card and was laughing and chatting with the other women like she wasn’t ripping out his heart and chowing down on it.
She didn’t look at him. Not once.
He caught her looking at the male side of the bar several times, but he was never the focus of her flirtations. Evie made eyes at a few of the guys, whispering things to the ones she got in earshot of. But every time he tried to intercept her or speak to her, she turned on her heels and sashayed off like he was invisible.
Oak never thought he’d see the day he’d be happy for Evie to leave. But he was happy when she left the bar at the same time as the other women. Rules dictated that the women departed a half hour before the men, so he was stuck here with
