Page 23 of Pucked Together

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Page 23 of Pucked Together

"No! I said, her dog pissed on my...you know what, never mind. I'll just text you."

I hang up.

Me: Izzy's mutt pissed on my bed.

Keelan: OH! I was about to say.

Keelan: And my niece is not a mutt. She's a pure breed.

Keelan: Half pure-breed.

Me: She needs to come get the little shit.

Keelan: Izzy's a little busy at the moment. Why don't you come out?

Me: You know I don't do that.

Keelan: Exactly why you should.

Me: Just tell her to come get her damn dog!

Keelan: Tell her yourself.

Keelan drops me a pin to his location.

Great, this is not how I planned to spend my Friday night.

Chapter 7

Izzy

The crowd is chanting my name, and I can only guess it was the guys who clued them in.

"Ok, ok. I'll do it."

The crowd goes wild.

I look at the DJ, and he gives me a thumbs up. After my fourth shot, I told him he could play the song, and he patiently awaited my signal. I take in a deep breath. Fergie, Hicks, Teagan, and a few of the other players who I still need to learn their names are drumming on the bar below me.

The bartender hands me three bottles and smiles at me.

"Don't worry, you can keep the tips," I wink at her.

She smiles even brighter, "You break it, you buy it, darlin'." It's both a threat and a promise.

The chorus of Bartender by Lady A comes on, and I rise from the barstool, juggling the three bottles as I step onto the bar top.

Slowly, I walk across the bar, pausing to do some lavish spins and pour some shots.

I bend down to toss the bottles behind me a few times, and the crowd cheers and takes shots, singing along to the song. The energy is high, and I can't remember the last time I had this much fun.

"Hey Bar-tender!" The crowd sings, and I jump down, still spinning the three bottles, having not dropped a single one.

Considering I'm pretty lit myself, I probably shouldn't be doing this.

Surprisingly, I'm still able to juggle the three liquor bottles. Throwing in a few back spins just for fun.

As soon as it starts, the song ends, and the boys go nuts.




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