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Jameson
The next day at work, I’m relieved that I’m not scheduled to work with Asher. Instead, it’s me and Gunnar opening, with Alice and Maia showing up a little later.
I go about my bar prep silently, thinking about what a s**t show last night was. It was busy as f**k, and Asher was pretending I didn’t exist. To say that last night was rough was an understatement.
I wish I could rage about how f****d up it was, and how I didn’t see any of it coming. But the problem was, I kind of did.
I love Asher. Straight out, flat out love him. He’s as much a brother as Forest or Gunnar. I’d stick with him through hell, if that’s what’s needed. When we got drunk at his engagement party and he said he had a plan for Cure, I was with him even though he had no idea what he was talking about.
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