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Molly wondered as she played with an olive in her drink. “Shall we continue?”
    â€œNo, I think now that we know each other so well, you should find Jaycee, say good-bye to her, and leave with me.”
    â€œRight now?”
    â€œRight now.”
    â€œOkay.”
    â€œI’ll meet you outside.”
    With that Molly stood up and headed back into the bar to find Jaycee. She had no idea what she was doing or why, but it really didn’t matter. Her mind was swimming and she loved every minute of the dip. This was one of those once-in-a-lifetime moments that she just had to grab. It was scary, potentially dangerous, and completely irrational, but it was also a must do. Even if he turned out to be a psycho, which was pretty much even odds at this point, she had to follow her gut and follow him out the door. Molly spotted Jaycee at the end of the bar talking to Mark and rushed over to her.
    â€œI’m leaving.”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œI’m leaving.”
    â€œHow?” Jay asked. “The band hasn’t even gone on yet.”
    â€œWith Liam.”
    â€œWho’s Liam?”
    â€œThe god.”
    â€œYou’re joking, right?”
    â€œNope. Is that cool?”
    â€œNo, but does it matter what I think?”
    â€œNot really,” Molly answered. “And I know how bitchy and lame that sounds, but I just have to go.”
    â€œWhat about John?”
    â€œWasn’t it you who told me to drop the ball a little?”
    â€œThis is not dropping it a little, this is pretty much popping it and watching it shrivel up and blow right out of the stadium.”
    â€œDon’t be so dramatic.”
    â€œOkay, okay, go, but leave your cell on because I’m going to call and check on you.”
    â€œThanks, babe.” Molly kissed her cheek. “Wish me luck.”
    â€œJust get out of here, Mark will keep me company.”
    Molly grabbed her coat from behind the bar and bolted for the door. She swung it open with such force that she almost took Liam out with the corner of the shiny edge.
    â€œYou are dangerous!” he exclaimed as he stepped backward to avoid the injury.
    â€œI’m so sorry.” Molly blushed. “I’m having coordination problems tonight.”
    â€œCouldn’t tell,” Liam said with a straight face.
    â€œLiam, I’m really sorry,” Molly repeated as she started freaking out. “I’m not usually such a disaster. I swear …”
    â€œRelax,” Liam interrupted. “I’m just giving you a hard time.”
    â€œThanks. Not like I’m not nervous enough,” she muttered under her breath.
    â€œWhy are you nervous?”
    â€œYou weren’t supposed to hear that.” She blushed again.
    â€œBut I did.”
    â€œLet’s just get out of here before I change my mind.”
    â€œSounds good. I wouldn’t want to lose you now.”
    Liam offered Molly his arm, and the two of them walked together to the parking lot, their streetlamp shadows blending into one. They made their way to his perfectly restored vintage muscle car and started driving.
    â€œWhere to?” Liam asked, pulling onto Sunset.
    â€œWherever. I got no plans.” Checking the side-view mirror to see if her scarf was secured. “Well, I had plans, but this tornado sort of swept through and turned them on their head.” Looking at him.
    â€œI kind of like being a force of nature.”
    â€œI bet you do.” Bantering.
    Liam leaned his head out the window at the next stoplight and looked toward the sky.
    â€œHow about the beach? We can pick up some beers.”
    â€œSure.” Not knowing why she was so casually agreeing to drive to a deserted beach with a total stranger. Maybe it was the way Sunset Boulevard’s neon lights framed his cheekbones.
    â€œSo, what’s under there?” Tugging at the edge of her scarf.
    â€œYou don’t want to know. My hair sometimes