Instead I chose humour.“Well, that’s the best birthday of all, then. Any day could be your birthday – and no one can contradict you when you cla...m a ‘free birthday pint’ at the tavern.”The elf laughed, and I felt some tension ease in my shoulders. “Is that a thing, then? I shall have to keep that in mind the next time I get the chance to see the lovely Felsi.”I giggled, and winked at Aedan when he shot me a grateful smile.“Or you could just pick a day,” Alistair suggested. “The rest of us would. I was about to get a bite myself. Mind if I join you?" He had steel-gray hair, deep blue eyes, and a was built like a drill sergeant. He even had a short, military hair cut. Under his jacket, he was wearing blue jeans and a black t-shirt."Sure, why not?" Amber answered. "If I have dinner with the sheriff, then I'm bound to stay out of trouble."The men laughed politely at her joke, and Amber and the sheriff left the filling station. Amber introduced herself and drove while Sheriff Wells. No fights. No injuries. I count that as a success. Next party, though, we're gonna work on the music. Dancing with Nina to the dulcet tones of Dave's guitar left a bit to be desired. Not Nina. Dave. Like his barbecue, Dave's music was a whole lot of enthusiasm to make up for what small shortage of skill that existed. Still, there wasn't any of Dave's sausage left, either.After the cursory clean-up, we retired to the living room and spent a while doing the small talk thing. One of the first. For some reason, the idea that she might be going home with a different man the following night didn’t sit well with him. For crying out loud, he didn’t even know her name! Well that was something he could easily fix, he thought, stopping abruptly and holding her away from him slightly as he gazed down on her upturned face. She looked up questioningly, her eyes meeting his steadily and again he felt that familiar tug, only this time as well as it affecting his lower regions, there was a.