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That old bull is an ornery bastard.

Why will I do that? Because talking to women has never been my strong suit.

Computers?

Easy.

Networks?

Easy.

Cyber attacks?

Hell, I can dismantle a hacker halfway around the world before he realizes I've found him.

One pretty bar owner?

Apparently, that's my kryptonite.

Chapter 6-Micah

Another hour crawls by.

Friday nights at The Watering Hole always seem to stretch forever.

The dinner rush fades into the drinking crowd.

The drinking crowd fades into the regulars.

Then, eventually, even they start filtering out into the warm Jersey night.

Alex pays his tab.

He tips enough to make Sloane blush.

I frown.

Not because he's flirting.

The kid isn't.

He's just generous.

Still...

I don't particularly enjoy watching another man make her smile.

Jealous?

Maybe.

I'm not proud of it.

Doesn't make it any less true.

I stay where I am.

One beer.