She tsked so that he would know she found him stupid without coming right out and saying so. "Okay, I said I was sorry. That he was right and I'm sorry." "After he cleaned your clock, I assume...." "Well, yeah. After." "Men." "We're usually on the same team," he pointed out. "When there's not a woman between you." "I'm getting that." "You know, there's this little rule about opinions. They're only good when someone actually asks you for them." "He did say something about how I could just shut the fuck up." "There you go. Who'd figure Preacher for sage advice?" He made a face at her and put the ice back against his face. He winced. "Hurts, huh?" "Damn, that boy's got an arm." "You're welcome to sit over here and hide out for as long as you want, but sooner or later you're going to have to kiss and make up. Aren't you at the bar today so he can go over to see the judge?" "Yeah. But I was going to give him time to cool down a little. I'm going to need at least one eye to see out of." "Oh, I think if Preacher had more in mind for you, he'd have already delivered it." A"
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