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asked.
    She nodded. “Yep, he never struck me as a lying, slime-ball, asshat, but secrets don’t generally stay hidden for long. So what has you needing to lie low?” She was studying him again, and a small frown marred her pretty face. “You too, huh?”
    He shrugged. “Not exactly. She’s just… gone.”
    Marie reached for the bottle of vodka on the table and unscrewed the lid. “What did you do?” she asked before swigging off the bottle.
    Uriah shook his head . She was so not like her sister. “Why would you ask that?”
    Her face scrunched as she swallowed the alcohol. “Umm… well like I said, even on a rough day you look better than the average man. Girls don’t leave guys that look like you unless you give them a good reason… So, are you the lying slime-ball asshat in this situation?”
    Uriah shook his head. “No, that’s not my style. She’s permanently gone.”
    Marie tilted her head; it only took a few seconds for the meaning to sink in.
    “Oh , fuck me. I’m sorry.”
    Uriah couldn’t help but smile at her. Yep, that was something that would never fly from Izzy’s mouth. It was also something a beautiful woman shouldn’t go throwing around.
    “It’s a serious personality flaw . I open my mouth and I don’t think before I let the words fall out of it. I’m so sorry, Uriah.” She wet her lips in a quick move that had Uriah’s mind creating all kinds of scenarios that involved her little pink tongue at his mercy. Shaking his head at the errant thoughts, he realized she was speaking again. “…I’m a good listener.”
    He blinked. “Sorry, what?”
    Her perfect brows pinched together. “Do you want to talk about it? I’m a pretty good listener.”
    He shook his head . Last night had been what he needed. He confided in his brothers and felt pieces of what he and Jelena had shared slip into a place where he could remember and move forward. He’d spent nine months mourning and now with a word from the Fates, it was time to move on and accept what was and wasn’t meant to be. He would always love her, but it was over and part of him felt peace at the thought. “Not really, it happened over nine months ago. However, it just really hit me that she’s not coming back.”
    Marie nodded. “So what stage are you in?”
    Uriah smirked and looked to the table with mostly empty bottles of alcohol. “Last night might have been testing and reconstruction… I may have indulged a little. Isn’t that part of stage six?”
    Marie nodded. “I believe so… So have you moved into acceptance?”
    “I’m close.”
    She took two shot glasses from the night before and eyed the inside of them . Shrugging, she grabbed a bottle from the table and filled the glasses before handing him one. “Well, I’m afraid you’re stuck with me unless you plan to try and kick me out of Izzy’s home. So we might as well continue to work on stage six and hopefully, push you into stage seven.”
    He took the glass, clinked it to hers, and shot back the sweet, clear liquid. Marie took her shot too, her brows furrowed, and she grabbed the bottle again to actually look at what she had poured them. “Whipped Vodka?”
    Uriah laughed. Yes, they had gotten another bottle of the sweet vodka. “It makes a really great Root beer-float-flavored drink.
    She shook her head with a smile playing over her lips as she poured them each another shot.

Chapter Seven
     
    Uriah was laughing for the second night in a row. He’d found humor in the company of others. Marie was funny and animated as her voice carried throughout the room. She was also tipsy at this point.
    “Why are you laughing at me again?” she asked as she set her drink down. She’d moved from shots to the Root beer and whipped vodka.
    Uriah wiped some tears from the corner of his eyes. She had just finished telling him a story about her and her sisters when they were in high school… seemed that both Marie and Izzy hadn’t changed all that much since their