The place was already packed to the rafters. In my Beyond Haven tee and distressed jeans, I didn't know whether to be dressed up or down or whether it mattered either way. Looking in the mirror I saw a guy who might be good looking, if it wasn't for all the torment flashing through his head every other minute. I smoothed down my tee for the millionth time, eyes darting towards the supply of whiskey on my kitchen counter.
But I couldn't be inebriated.
Not if I wanted to find her tonight.
Hunter hung in the doorway, concern lining his face.
'You okay brother? We're okay for the minute if you need some time.'
'Thanks man, but I'm fine. Let's go have a good night.'
God I hoped it would be.
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Caught up serving drinks, I listened to a new band, Blind Deity. I liked when I heard
