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Tristan strutted through the café style doors with several boxes of beer “You planning on answering that or just looking at it?”

“It’s too early for you to be a smart-ass”

“Daht It’s not quite nine yet According to you, snark and attitude are only welcome between ten and two”

“I love that cocksure ”

The phone lit up again Ansley grunted “She won’t give up”

Tristan tilted his head at her phone “Who are you avoiding?”

“It’s Mo to pump for information”

“About?” Tristan arched a brow

The phone stopped ringing and Ansley propped the phone up on the napkin holder and stared at the facing, waiting for it to huain Sidetracked for aover, she said, “Vicky proures out what she wants to do about her fella situation Unfortunately, she can’t keep that pro a fit because their daughter is no longer right under their noses”

Tristan snickered “I bet Vicky is paying for that one in ways you can only dream about”

Ansley narrowed her gaze “Hey now Don’t start with eons and hard fucks, you’re only half-right”

“I love it when you talk dirty first thing on Monday ” He moistened his lips “What’d you say we throw a ‘closed until further notice’ sign on the front door and ers?”

“Ooh, tell me more”

“Call your ive her a peck on the lips “See what’s up Then, if you’re good, I’ll post that notice and drag you upstairs for a few hours”

“Main She held it up and flashed the caller ID his way “She’s a persistent little thing, huh?”