Single malt, straight up.”Lexie swallowed her grin, amazed at Tiffany’s unexpected order.Not to be outdone by her stunning friend, Lexie said with a nonchalant shrug, “Make that two.”The bartender flashed a surprised grin.“You got it, ladies.”He turned to the other two women at the table who were frowning at the redhead. “You two want to trade in that sissy white wine for a real drink like these two hot babes?”Cynthia Roberts rolled her eyes and flicked her fingers in a shooing motion.“Sorry, Patrick,” she said to the bartender, “I don’t move on to the hard stuff until at least four o’clock.”Margaret Spellman, Craig Spellman’s wife, smiled at Tiffany but her eyes were cool. Sizing up the unexpected addition to their group, the artfully coiffed woman addressed Tiffany in a cloying voice.“I understand, Major Anderson, that you are a friend of that adorable Colonel Schaefer. I’m sure you know that once Alexis scooped up Colonel Gardner, every eligible woman in San Francisco set out to snare Brady Schaefer.”Margaret waved away the bartender who had delivered their drinks but was standing back gaping at Lexie and Tiffany.
