Tiny
After finishing up with Sam, I headed back home to change before heading out to the bar. I had to do something to keep my mind off why Maranda hadn't responded to my note. It was even harder not to wonder what was going on when she wasn't home when I got back to the house. Maybe I should have gone and had one of the guys get me her number instead. Then I would be able to call her and make sure everything was alright. Then again, maybe I was overthinking all this, and I needed to calm the f**k down. So, an evening hanging out at the bar was definitely in order. Besides, I hadn't gone in a few days. Meaning none of the guys had lost their money to me in a while, and well, we couldn't have that. I couldn't have them thinking they could hold onto their money for long. Also, the rumor was
