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meant that virtually every attractive girl in school hated me.”
    â€œHey, it worked to keep the guys from pestering you.”
    â€œHmmm, but not quite so well with you,” she said with a laugh. “You still managed to get passed phone numbers even with me sitting beside you at the bar.”
    They both laughed. Going down memory lane was fun, to a point, so long as they didn’t delve too deep into the past. Shots at dive bars, lying out under the stars and talking shit, studying together and getting in trouble for laughing too loud. They were fun memories that she’d never forget.
    â€œHold up. Is this the place?”
    Chase bent down closer to her, his breath warm against her face as he spoke into her ear. “You didn’t really think I’d gone all fancy rich boy on you, did you?”
    Hope burst out laughing. They both stopped and she stared from the restaurant to the man standing beside her. “The Rodeo Bar & Grill? You’re screwing with me, right?”
    â€œHey, I wasn’t lying,” Chase said with a cheeky grin. “They always find a table for me, and I’m definitely a regular!”
    Hope took her hand from Chase’s arm and pushed him ahead of her. “Go on then, cowboy, open the door for me.”
    The noise assaulted her eardrums the second he swung the heavy timber door back, the place already busy even though it was still early. It had been a long time since she’d been out in a bar, but she hadn’t forgotten that good old feeling of being sucked in by the music, the high of being about to have a drink and let her hair down. It was perfect.
    â€œThank you,” she said, squeezing Chase’s hand as she walked past him, waiting a step ahead for him to catch up.
    â€œFor holding the door?”
    She met his gaze head on, knowing she’d done the right thing in saying yes to dinner. The last few months, hell, the last couple of years, had been all work and no play. “For getting me out of the house,” she told him. “It’s been a while since I had some fun.”
    â€œWell, it just so happens you’re out with someone who hasn’t forgotten how to have a good time.”
    Hope followed him to the bar, trying to match his stride. She was tall, close to five-nine, but even with heels on she wasn’t a match for his six-foot-three frame. All three brothers were the same, tall and built with the faces and bodies of Greek gods. How the hell she’d managed to stay out of his bed until graduation was a mystery even she didn’t understand. She’d started out plain stubborn when it came to Chase, and then they’d just started having too much fun for her to want to ruin it with sex, even though she’d wanted him so damn bad. And there was also that factor of loving the flirting, but loving the fact that she was the only woman to turn him down even more.
    â€œWhat’re you having?” he asked.
    â€œSurprise me.” She pulled out a stool and sat, dropping her purse onto the bar and dragging herself a bit closer to Chase as he ordered.
    â€œI thought we’d prop up the bar for a bit before grabbing a table.”
    She glanced around. “If we can find one.” The place was kind of packed. There were people standing around, the booths looked full, and there were a few vacant spots around the bar. She loved the way the beer was stashed in ice behind the counter, mustard and ketchup bottles sitting alongside jars of peanuts on the worn wooden bar. She couldn’t have chosen a more perfect spot to spend an evening if she’d tried.
    â€œWe’re getting that little one in the corner over there,” he said, sliding some bills toward the bartender as two beers headed their way. “And the best thing about this place? They have a tequila bar.”
    Hope reached for her beer, holding it up to see what it was before clinking it against Chase’s. “I thought we