Sam’s lips purses into a thin line before he started to speak again. “I was 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, you need to let me help you out with… business. You can’t handle everything on your own, Matt.”
Here we go again— he was unable to hold back the rolling of his eyes as he set his fork down only to take a sip from his beer.
"You were saying?" A sarcastic smile formed.
bartenders attention, ordering himself a whiskey and Brooke a rum. Both neat. “So, what brings you into town anyway?” Attempting to change the subject.
Sam felt his cheeks instantly heat as she leaned in and whispered into his ear, and wished he could sink into a hole and never come out when they did. It took a lot for him to blush, and this woman had his cheeks looking all rosy already.
He cleared his throat and got the >
"Ooh. Good choice." Brooke mumbles a 'thank you' as she walks through the door and eventually slips up onto the stool he had pulled out for her. "Such a gentleman."
The brunette smirks at him with a wink before looking at all the glass bottles lining the wall behind the bar, +
A half smile graces his lips as he peers down at her, stopping to open the door for her. “Whiskey. Always, whiskey.”
Sam follows Brooke inside and lets the door close behind them before making a beeline for the bar. He pulls out a stool just for her. “And what will yours >
She gives a firm nod. "Only some. Like— three. Maybe four." Her hazel eyes glance up at him as they continue walking, their height difference obvious with them side by side.
Brooke's smirk broadens. "So, what's your choice of poison for the night?"
“Oh? So I can keep some to myself, then?” a small grin plays across his lips as large hands disappear into the pockets of his jacket.
Sam walks along beside Brooke, heading for the nearest bar on foot.
"That's more like it." Her lips spread into a dimpled smile as she brushes past him to lead the way.
"Doesn't have to be 𝒂𝒍𝒍 your secrets." Brooke added in as she looked at him over her shoulder.
He coughed whilst waving a large palm through the air in attempts to clear the smoke.
"Well you're doing a brilliant job," he muttered, head shaking. Sometimes it truly felt like he was the only responsible one in this little house.
@desolatefoe “I am the best, aren’t I?” smug, he agrees with his niece and grins, it too fading when hers does.
“Is it, though? You know, I could always talk to your Mom instead and she can kick his ass in line?”
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Sam’s gaze lifts to the ceiling, a soft chuckle sighs, “Of course you are.”
Settling his attention back onto her, he said, “How about you come and grab a beer with me and i’ll tell you all my secrets.”
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“Not everything lasts forever, I suppose.” Sam gives his brother’s ex a look before taking his turn in pool, sinking the ball he aimed for straight into the pocket.
He heaved a sigh just as the fire alarm started ringing. Pushing his way through the smoke, matt yanked open the window to let air in.
"Are you trying to set this place on fire?"