"Celebrating, huh?" Derek asks, tossing the rag aside to rest his palms against the bar. He may be very happily taken, but he isn't blind. No one else in the bar seems to be either, not with the way heads turn in her direction.
"Sounds like that calls for a drink," he says with an easy smile. "What are we celebrating, and what are we toasting with?"
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"Celebrating, huh?" Derek asks, tossing the rag aside to rest his palms against the bar. He may be very happily taken, but he isn't blind. No one else in the bar seems to be either, not with the way heads turn in her direction.
"Sounds like that calls for a drink," he says with an easy smile. "What are we celebrating, and what are we toasting with?"