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"Sorry, I just—"
"You justnothing," he snapped. "What gives you the right to go snooping through someone's phone?"
"I wasn't snooping," she said patiently. "I was trying to find out who the phone belonged to."
"Bullshit. You were just being nosy."
Okay, now he was starting to piss her off.
"Yeah, no, I wasn't," she declared. "I don't know what your problem is, but—"
"My problem is you, princess. And every spoiled, entitled, little girl like you who thinks they have the right to violate someone's privacy." He crossed his arms and glared down at her. "How would you like it if I looked through your phone?"
Spoiled? Entitled? Oh, it wason.
Bella snatched her cell off the table and held it out to him. "Go ahead, Stretch. Look at my photos. Read my texts. I don't give a shit. I've got nothing to hide."
He stared down at it, then flicked his gaze back to hers.
Ugh. Why was she always so attracted to jerks? If there was a hot jerk within fifty yards, she'd find him like a heat-seeking missile.
"I don't know why you care so much about someone looking through your phone, anyway." She took a sip of beer. "You've got nothing interesting in there. No selfies, no vacation photos, no pictures of your friends. Not even one measly dick pic."
Bella flipped her long hair back. "That says a lot." She flashed a smile and held up her thumb and index finger. "Or a little, if you know what I mean."
He barked out a laugh. "Fuck. What a goddamned mouth on you."
She blinked innocently. "Thanks for noticing. It's my best feature."
He sliced a hand through the air. "This conversation is over."
"That's probably because you don't have anything interesting to contribute. You know what I learned about you from your phone, John? You're boring."
He crossed his arms and stared down at her. "You don't know shit about me."
"I know enough to know that I don't want to know more," she replied, shrugging dismissively.
"Co? Are you hiding out, bud?"
Bella jumped at the sound of her brother's voice, then shoved the beer bottle across the table, away from her.
It didn't escape John's notice.
"Hey, Jet," John said, his voice cool. "Yeah, I came up here to make a phone call and take a piss."
"Bells?" Brandon frowned as he pushed a lock of shaggy dark hair away from his face. "What are you doing up here, sis?"
The sullen look on John Cohan's gorgeous face turned to shock. Guess he hadn't realized Brandon was her brother.
"I just needed to get away from the crowd for a while, Jet."
Brandon turned to John. "You've met my sister?"
"Yeah." Co nodded. "We were just talking."
She gave him an amused look. "Right. Just having a chat."
"Oh yeah? About what?" Brandon's expression turned watchful.
