Totally didn’t help.
“I’m going to find my goddamn boyfriend and figure out what the hell is going on.”
Oh, double crap. I hurried after her. Her phone began ringing as soon as we hit the sidewalk. She answered without hitting the speaker to let me hear this time.
As she shoved open the front doors of the bar, she growled, “Let me guess. Mrs. Garrison just showed up to announce you’d put a baby in her.”
I followed her inside, only to pause briefly in the entrance. Since the place had already closed, it was cleared out save for five guys—all employees because they wore the same kind of black T-shirt Mason always wore to work—and one woman. They had gathered around the bar in the back.
On the other side of the long counter, Mason dropped his phone from his ear and let out a long sigh. “
