Page 128 of Lucky In Love

Then Mandy gripped her friend’s arm, and they both turned to look at a couple that came in. The man was helping his pregnant partner.

He saw Mandy and her friend and froze. “Oh, shit.”

We could hear that clearly across the bar.

“Uh oh,” Donovan said, standing. We’d seen enough fights start at the ballpark to know where this was likely headed.

“Chad? How did you have time to get someone that pregnant when we broke up three months ago?”

“Hey!” The pregnant woman glared at her. “I’m not that big.”

I snorted. This was becoming like something from a sitcom.

“You’re over three months pregnant, though, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she said, turning her glare to Chad. “And he’s my husband.”

“Margot, forget him. It’s not worth it.” Mandy tried to keep her friend at their table.

Instead, Margot stepped close to the bar, and I could catch her vanilla scent as she took the pitcher of beer I’d just filled for a table.

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Donovan said, as she seemed to pause. “It’s not her fault she’s married to an asshole.”

“No,” she said, smiling at us. “It’s his.”

“Move!” She shouted at the woman, as Donovan and I hurried over to keep this from escalating.

Then Margot poured the pitcher over Chad’s head.

Chapter Two

Donovan

“I’ve always wanted to see that in real life,” Donovan said, as he helped the staff and I finish cleaning up.

Margot was now sitting at the bar.

I couldn’t believe it was her. We’d dated years ago, when I was playing ball, and she was still in college. Like many terrific dates I’d had, I knew my season schedule would put an end to it after a few dates, especially as I was playing for the Twins’ feeder team.

“Glad I was able to perform for you. I can’t believe he was married. I thought I’d checked him out.” She lifted her dark hair off her neck. She had helped with cleaning, still embarrassed she’d made that mess.

Chad made a noise about the police, but his wife slapped his face and left in a hurry. I’d gone outside to make sure she was ok, and she assured me she was headed to her mother’s house.

When I started back in, Chad stepped out as if to follow her. Liam and I discouraged him from doing that, helping him to get a Lyft to take him home.

“I’d say a pitcher over his head is the least of what he deserved,” Liam said, wiping up the bar.

“See you tomorrow, boss,” two of his waitstaff called.

“You two going together?” He called and watched out the door to make sure they got in their cars.

“That’s nice,” Margot said. “That you keep an eye on them.”

“Not too much crime here, but a couple of places have been robbed lately. Always a good idea to have people walk out in groups,” he said. “Can we walk you to your car?”

“Oh, I had no idea it was that late. I walked here from those new condos by the train. You know, you look familiar.”

I winced inwardly. “We had a few dates at college, before I left for the Twins feeder team.”