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Mark stopped short of saying hi to day. He was leaning close to a kid, short blond hair. Blue eyes. Different from Jay’ normal type. They were so absorbed in each other neither noticed him there. Fer the best. He changed directions and headed towards an empty seat instead. He could always talk ta Jay later. Wasn’t his place ta interrupt someth’en so intimate.

“What’ll be?”

“Whiskey ‘n Shiner.”

Thinking back on it, Mark watched the crowd with interest. There was a band play’en and it was more of a country bar. He was half surprised the other was even here. Country wasn’t his scene.

“You wanna dance?” Mark turned his attention to the girl at him. She was good look’en.

“Sure.” Draining the rest of his beer, he followed her out to the dance floor. They danced for a few song before he excused himself to the bathroom.

“Hey man! When did you get back?”

Glancing up in the mirror he was Jay smiling back, “Ta day.”

“Not even a full day and you already found a bar. Nice.” He teased.

“What da ya expect? Was thirsty and needed ta get the taste of Home out of my mouth.” He hid the grimace and gave Jay a light punch. “What ‘bout you? Saw ya look’en pretty cuddly with a kid.” He raised a brow.

Jason grinned and looked down. “Yeah he’s a good friend.”

“Bull shit. He was ta good look’en ta be a friend.”

“Alright alright you caught me,” Jason paused before continuing, “You asked me about him a while ago. He tracked me down.” It took Mark a few minutes to figure out who he was referring to.

“He the one that left?”

“He didn’t have a choice.”

“There’s always a choice Jay.”

“I’ve done my fair share of fucking up and you think I shouldn’t give him another chance!”

Mark offered a shrug, “I think ya should be careful.”

                “Yeah? I think you need to mind your own damn business.”

 Mark held his hands up in defense, “Didn’t mean ta offend ya.” Jason sighed and ran a hand through his hair and turned to leave. “You coming?”

“Huh?”

“Last I checked I still owed you a beer.” Chuckling under his breath the brown haired wolf followed the other out.

“Hey, I was starting to wonder.” The kid glanced between Jason and Mark.

“Ran into a friend of mine, and I owe him a beer. And trust me, if I don’t pay this debt he’ll haunt my ass.” He cracked a grin that helped eased the blond kid –wolf-. “Mark, Cory. Cory, Mark.”

“Nice ya meet ya Cory.”

“Same to you. You and Jason known each other long?”

“Years. Ya?

“Years.” There was a tension between the two, almost tangible.