Things break up pretty quickly after that. Rowan's car is in the shop, so Jeb offers to escort her home - just in case Mr. Personality is lying in wait - and Rowan accepts. I grin as I watch the big guy walk out with her. I'd love to see what happens if Fisher pisses Jeb off outside the Tavern, where he doesn't have to be on his best behavior…. Traeger joins them after a whispered conversation… guess Rowan has two protectors tonight. The picture of the preacher as a chew toy flashes through my mind and I grin. Patti smiles and rubs her thigh against mine. "Jeb can take care of himself, Jack," she reminds me. "Did you have any plans for the evening?"
"Well, I was going to go back to the cemetery and bone up on epitaphs, but I could accept a better offer…."
"Well, if your clients can spare you for a few hours, you could spend the night taking care of me…."
"That's a better offer," I concede and we head upstairs….
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