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Chapter One
Mike Worth leaned back against the bar and surveyed the Friday night crowd packed in the ser in one hand, had his best buddies surrounding hiaht of open possibilities in the great city of Vegas ahead of hiuy ask for?
Well, maybe a hot wo dress…but he could also be fine just the way he was
Not that he had anything against , and he liked to study the general notion of fidelity froot bored when he ate the sahts in a ro the hell was he supposed to be satisfied aking up next to the same person every day for the rest of his life?
Madness Pure madness
Of course, the fact that his best friend, Garrett, was about to marry Mike’s little sister, Kiersten, wasn’t madness It made perfect sense His sister deserved every happiness in the world, and if she wanted to wake up to his du at her every day, then so be it
To each his own Or her own
Garrett better daet the whole “friend” thing and come down on him harder than an anvil on Wile E Coyote And Garrett damn well knew it, too
The devil himself slid into the barstool next to him and slapped him on the back a little bit harder than necessary “So, you ready to beto stay true to character and try to help , instead of stay in it?”
“If you wereanyone but my sister, I’d doat you to run for it before you est mistake of your life” Mike lifted the beer to his lips and took a long draught “But, since you had to be a dumbass and pick my sister out of all the wo married whether you have frozen feet or not”
Garrett held up his feet “My toes are fine”
“Good Or I’d burn them the fuck off, then carry your crippled self down the aisle to say ‘I do’” Mike shuddered “Shit Even saying that hypothetically ”
Garrett cracked up “You just wait One of these days you’llyou wanted out of life and show you how ”
Mike groaned and scooted away froht now Just so you know”
“That nored the wo them both as if she couldn’t decide which one to hit on
Though Mike would nornored her, too Tonight wasn’t about picking up women It was about Garrett’s bachelor party
“Please You’re ruining the perfectly good buzz I’ve got going on here”
His friend raised a dark brow “Funny I didn’t hear you argue about my prediction”
“Did I argue with the Mayans who said the world would end in 2012?”
“How could you? They’re dead”
“Exactly” He grinned “And I would be too before I ever e, I say” He held his beer high and used a thick Scottish brogue to say, “They’ll never take my freedom!”
“Oh God” Their buddy Stephen approached and rolled his hazel eyes “Please tellabout which parts of Braveheart weren’t true to history again Last ti a fucking lap dance”