Keep It Simple (MMG Series Book 4) by R.B. Hilliard Read Free Book Online Page A

in a huge breath of air.
    “Sarah, this is Polly and that,” Kurt pointed to someone across the bar, “is Lena.”
    A blonde, curly haired, very large chested woman smiled at me. “Hiya, Sarah, I’m Polly, nice to meet you.”
    “You too,” I told her.
    “Take a seat and tell us what you’ve been up to.” Harry patted the stool next to him. Not wanting to hurt his feelings, I sat down and told them a little about Scotland.
    Dillon handed me a beer, while Kurt went off to take care of some business. Within minutes the talk turned to Max and Ellie, and boy-oh-boy did I learn a lot. Apparently, Dillon and Ellie had a thing before Max came back. I could totally see why, as Dillon was an extremely attractive man. He seemed kind of bummed about them getting married. I tried to make him understand the situation better.
    “Max and Ellie are like Superman and Lois Lane, or better yet, like Ross and Rachel from Friends,” I explained. He gave me a blank look.
    “I think they’re more like Carrie and Mr. Big from Sex in the City,” the waitress named Lena chimed in. “By the way, I’m Lena.” She held out her hand.
    I leaned over the bar and shook her hand. “I’m Sarah, nice to meet you.”
    “She’s Max’s little sister,” Harry clarified.
    “She’s much prettier than Max,” Lena stated.
    “Who is Mr. Big?” Dillon asked.
    Polly snorted and I laughed. “I guess you’ve never watched Sex in the City, huh?”
    He raised his brow at me. “With a name like Mr. Big, the question is, should you be watching Sex in the City?” I scowled at him and he gave me a wink.
    “I think they’re more like Cher and Sonny Bono,” Harry interjected. I was not about to ask who those people were.
    “No, no, no,” Polly told him. “Max and Ellie are totally Johnny Cash and June Carter. End of story.”
    No one argued with this, including Dillon.
    I was about to ask for another beer when my phone dinged.
    “Be right back,” Dillon said. I watched him walk down the bar to check on some customers.
    “He has that effect on everyone,” Lena informed me. She picked up a tray of drinks and headed out to a table. Harry and Polly were busy whispering, so I took a second to check my messages.
    Amanda: Hey, when are we going out again?
    Me: Can’t tonight, but how about tomorrow night.
    Amanda: I’ve got a thing with my parents, plus Patterson’s is closed on Sundays.
    Me: What about Monday night then?
    Amanda: Sounds good.
    Me: Looking forward to it.
    I smiled down at my phone. Maybe Cas will be there.
    “Something sure has you smiling,” Dillon said, sliding another beer in front of me.
    “You have no idea,” I told him.
    He laughed and shook his head. “You are probably right about that.”
    Kurt reappeared in the middle of my second beer and was ready to go home. After saying my goodbyes to everyone, we piled into his truck and he dropped me off at the house.
    Ellie and Max were already in bed, so I locked the door, turned on the alarm and slipped upstairs to my room, where I proceeded to watch television and think about Cas. I fell asleep thinking about what it would feel like to live in the same city. Maybe I should take Max up on his offer and move back to Charlotte?
    The next morning I hit the ground running. Ellie and I met Joss and Piper at a boutique for our final fitting. Poor Ellie had to let her wedding gown out a few inches because of her pregnancy. This thoroughly depressed her, so Joss, Piper and I took her to her favorite lunch place to cheer her up. After lunch, she dropped me by MMG and Max took me on a tour of the building. It was impressive and unlike any of the other garages Max owned. It was twice the size with bedrooms, a living space and a full kitchen.
    On the way home from MMG, I told Max I was going out with Amanda again on Monday night.
    “Has Amanda convinced you to move back home, yet?” he asked.
    “No, but I am considering it,” I admitted.
    His eyes snapped to mine and widened in