McKoy looks over at me and smiles and laughs. She shakes her head. “Damn Ash! Whew! He is one fine piece of man. You didn’t tell me how hot he was.” “Yes I did, Mc.” “Ah, no you didn’t. You didn’t tell me he was that hot and a gentleman. That is in rare form. If you don’t want him, I might just take him for myself.” She winked at me. Yeah right. She would. “Nope, Mc he’s mine. I call dibs.” She is so hooked on Beau, a stampede of wild horses couldn’t drag her away. “Was that Russell that used to come over to your parents house, I saw tonight? He looked like hell. Prick! You looked like you were much nicer to him than I would’ve been. What did he say to you?” “He wanted to dance, which I told him no and he didn’t take too lightly. He was never a man to take rejection well. Shit Mc. What if he lets Nick know he’s seen me?” “Ashlynn, don’t worry about it.
