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“You, too, huh?”
I threw back the shot Dice placed in front of me.
“Dropping like fucking flies,” Pirate muttered.
“You’d drop too if Dove looked your way.” I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and nodded to Dice for a refill.
“Well, yeah,” Pirate grumbled, “but I really didn’t think you would be next. I mean, you’re the biggest son of a bitch next to Yarder.”
“I think we’re all sons of bitches, Pirate,” I chuckled. “I was just lucky enough to find the one woman who’s willing to put up with me for longer than one night.”
“But what if I like the one night?” Pirate asked. “It’s gotta be boring after a while to be with the same person day in and out.”
“Ask me in twenty years, brother. I’ll let you know.” I tossed back the shot and grimaced. “I’m still a son of a bitch, but now I’m a lucky one.”
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