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I’M A BAD GIRL
I’d been nursing my drink for the past hour, along with my pride. I
didn’t want to face my sisters. I didn’t want to tell them I’d screwed up.
The morning sun broke through stained-glass windows high on the far
wall of the shotgun-style front room. It illuminated the rich mahogany bar
top and the pale red layer of melted ice atop the disgusting virgin Bloody
Mary I’d made the mistake of ordering.
“I don’t smell nos blood.” A hand large enough to crack a watermelon
like an egg slid in front of me and tapped a chipped fingernail on my glass.
“Too early for that stuff.” He didn’t need to know I was allergic. That
type of info would ruin my rep. “Tomato juice and plenty of vodka.”
“Yous should go straight vodka. Don’t mess with that vegetable stuff.”
“Fruit.”
“What?”
“Never mind.” I swung around on the well-worn saddle of my stool and
faced the ogre. Rip, a regular fixture at the bar, had a remarkably expressive
face for something that resembled an unfinished block of gray sculpting
clay. Broad as a refrigerator and somewhere close to seven feet tall, he
dwarfed my already short stature. Both of his ever-roaming—and more than
a little creepy—chameleon-like eyes landed on me.
“Lane Callaghan.” He pinched the lapels of my jacket to straighten it.
The shifting sides revealed a shoulder sheath holding a push dagger under
each arm, and he tweaked one with a thick finger. “What’s a bad girl like
yous doing in a nice bar like this?”
Despite playing into the corny cliché, I snatched his finger and bent it
back, stopping before it reached the point of pain. “Never touch a girl’s
hardware unless you’re prepared to lose a finger.” I tempered the action
with a wink. Though, I meant it. Don’t touch my blades.
“No touch. Gots it.” He threw his hands in the air. Such a drama queen.
From the front of the bar voices rose, furniture clattered on the
hardwood floors, and a bottle shattered. The only one to react was Teddy,
the bartender, bar owner, and resident eye candy, who appeared from behind
the bar and easily vaulted over the counter before the fighters could cause
any damage to his establishment.
A nice bar, indeed. Nice was relative in Interlands, but the ogre did run
a bookie business from the booth he rented here, so he was biased. To be
fair, Teddy kept the place in surprisingly good shape, considering the locals
and some of their shady side businesses. Myself included.
Cleanliness was not a typical werewolf trait, not that I’d ever seen
Teddy go furry. Not in the seven years I’d known him, but it was obvious in
the way he moved, the way he easily cowed other wolves—and just about
anyone else, really.
I hitched my elbows on the bar behind me and leaned against it.
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