Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 99797 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 499(@200wpm)___ 399(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99797 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 499(@200wpm)___ 399(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
Trevor shot me a look like I was insane. “I wouldn’t be complaining about the fucking.” He glanced to his side and winked at two young girls who were now sitting next to me at the bar. Tourists, for sure. It was spring break; I hated this time of year. March had never been one of my favorite months for that reason alone.
“Speaking of,” Trevor mumbled as he took a step over and started up a conversation with them.
Cord let out chuckle as he watched Trevor flirt with the two girls. I wouldn’t be surprised if my brothers ended up hooking up with one…or both.
“So, do y’all argue a lot?” Cord asked, focusing back on me.
“I wouldn’t say a lot, but probably more than we should.”
“That’s not a good sign. You figured anything out more about how you feel about her?”
“I don’t know. I mean, I like Mallory. She’s the first woman to make me actually want to give it a shot.”
“There is a ‘but’ in there somewhere.”
“Yeah, there’s a but and I have no fucking clue what it is.”
He studied me carefully. “I think I know and you just don’t want to admit it. Your ‘but’ is Harley. Hell, maybe you are thinking of Harley’s ‘butt’ and that’s the problem.” That caused him to laugh at his own wit, until we heard Trevor speak up.
“Holy shit.”
Cord and I looked over to Trevor. He was staring at the front door. I swung around and saw our two sisters, Paxton, Corina, and…
“Holy shit.”
“Dude, your ex is looking mighty fine tonight.”
Spinning back at Trevor, I shot him a dirty look. “You stay the fuck away from her, Trevor.”
He laughed. “Like I’d ever do that. Seriously. I’m not that much of a douche. But looking ain’t the same as touching.”
I seethed inside as they all walked in. “What in the hell is Harley doing with them? Those traitors!” I muttered.
Cord was now on the other side of the bar standing next to me. “Obviously they know something you don’t. Harley and Waylynn seem to be pretty chummy. Didn’t you say Waylynn gave Harley the cold shoulder the day she came over to the house around Christmas time?”
“Yes!” I exclaimed. “She practically shut the door in her face. Now they’re acting like best friends again.”
I couldn’t pull my eyes off of Harley. She was wearing cut-off jean shorts, cowboy boots, and a red shirt that looked too damn small. I could see the hint of her toned stomach. My dick instantly got hard and dirty thoughts ran rampant through my mind.
“And now our sister is introducing Harley to the new fire chief, Toby Warner.”
“What in the hell?” I mumbled as I watched this Toby asshole shake my girl’s hand and look at her like he wanted to fuck her in front of everyone in my brother’s bar.
“Hate to say it, dude, but she ain’t your girl anymore.”
My head jerked back to look at Cord. “What? Did I say that aloud?”
“You just said he was shaking your girl’s hand. She’s not your girl…unless you want her to be?”
Pinching my brows together, I stared at my brother. The idea that I could walk up and claim Harley was insane. One, she wasn’t the type of woman any man could claim, and two, I was still pissed at her. Plus, there was Mallory. Damn, my brain was all over the map tonight. I came in because I was pissed at Mallory, and brooding over Harley, and in walks Harley, my very own kryptonite looking sexy as fuck.
I glanced back to where Harley was standing, still talking to Toby. The rest of the girls had somehow managed to get a table and were sitting down. If I had to guess, I would say Waylynn pulled the ‘Corina is pregnant and can’t stand’ stunt to make a group of guys give up their seats.
Cord slapped me on the back. “Don’t worry, Tripp. He’s not Harley’s type.”
My jaw dropped as I watched Toby lead Harley out to the dance floor, his hand dangerously low on her back with most of his hand on her skin and only a small amount on her shorts. It took everything in my power not to go all caveman, beating my chest and screaming at him, “Get your fucking hands off of her, she’s MINE!”
Fucker.
Cord let out a rumbled laugh that I barely heard over the music. “Or…maybe he is.”
Standing, I leaned in so he could hear. “Time for me to find out what our sisters are up to.”
“Good luck with that. You know they are always ten steps ahead!” he called out.
I made my way over to the table and when all four of them looked up, their smiles vanished. Clearly they weren’t expecting me to be here tonight.
Waylynn jumped up. “Tripp! What are you doing here?”