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“Same to you,” Liam said with a nod of his white head.

Luke returned to the pool table and handed a glass to Thad, but even as Thad broke and they began shooting pool, he considered the idea of not just buying a bar, butthisone specifically.

The thought had never crossed Luke’s mind before but if Liam was willing, it might be something to consider.

Now, if only he could get Mac to hammer out a fucking deal with Gavin …

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

The Harriers played a few games at home before heading out on the road again, this time to St. Louis, Evanston, Chicago, and Columbus.

Sebastian was somewhat relieved because the shop was suddenlyswampedwith business.

He couldn’t figure out where the hell it was all coming from, until he spotted Rosaleen hugging one of the customers—an older woman with strawberry blonde hair and pale skin.

She looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn’t quite place her.

“How do you know her?” Sebastian asked after she’d left with a potted orchid and an order for several bouquets.

“Oh, that’s another one of my aunts,” she said with a smile. “Aunt Catherine has beenravingabout your stuff, and I guess the whole family’s been dropping by lately.”

“Huh,” Sebastian said. “Well, that explains it.”

He didn’t think much more about it until a few days later when Morgan called him to the front of the shop where a beautiful woman wearing a vibrantly colored dress waited.

“Hello,” he said with a friendly smile, holding out his hand. “Sebastian Breckon. I’m the owner. How may I help you?”

Her smile was warm and bright, lighting up her dark eyes. Her skin was a soft tawny shade of brown with a smattering of freckles over her nose and cheeks and she wore her hair in loose, voluminous coils.

“Krista Claybourn,” she said.

“Great to meet you,” Sebastian said.

“I love your work.” She glanced around. “Catherine was right. You have a beautiful place.”

“Thank you. I’m very proud of it,” Sebastian admitted. “And are you a member of the O’Shea family?”

She gave him a quizzical look. “No. Why do you ask?”

“Oh, several of them have dropped by recently,” Sebastian said with a laugh. “On Catherine’s recommendation.”

Krista laughed softly. “No, I am not related to the O’Sheas or even married to one, though I’ll take that as a compliment. My husband Tom Bassdoesplay for the Harriers though. I kept my family name when we got married.”

“Oh!” Sebastian said, finally putting the pieces together. “Yes. Tom seems like a great guy. I met him when my niece had a day with the team.”

“Yes, he came home and told me all about her day with the team,” Krista said warmly. “And what I saw on social media was adorable.”

“Tom was very sweet with her,” Sebastian said. “All the guys were, really. It made her day. Possibly her year.”

“That’s honestly why I came in today,” Krista said. “Well, that and to buy myself some pretty flowers.”

“Sure,” Sebastian smiled, although he was a little confused about what she meant by the first part. “Although you should send your husband in to pick up some for you too.”

He winked, to let her know he was mostly kidding, and she laughed.

“Oh, he bought me agorgeousbouquet for Valentine’s Day already,” she said. “I’m not sure if you’d remember it, but it was an online order for a tropical arrangement.”

“Oh! I do remember that,” Sebastian said. “It was beautiful. I remember thinking it was little unusual for Valentine’s Day, but I loved that he went the non-traditional route.”