"I didn't think it was that serious between Ashleigh and Douglas."
"Except she brought him home for Christmas that year." I took a sip of my grapefruit and vodka drink.
"It wasn't my place."
"That may be, but looking from an outsider's perspective, it appears you love Everleigh more and only care about her happiness."
"I love them both the same."
"Ashleigh doesn't think that."
He stared at the table Ashleigh and her mother were sitting at. "How do I fix this?"
"I'd start by telling her that you love her."
I left while Ashleigh had a heart to heart with her parents. She needed it. Even if Everleigh never apologized to Ashleigh, I felt as though Ash would feel better once she got everything off her chest about how they'd done her wrong when it came to the shit that had gone down.
Plus, I had to piss.
As I was walking back from the bathrooms, the bride-to-be turned the corner and ran right into me.
"Sorry." I steadied her. "Are you okay?"
She blinked. When her eyes focused, and she realized it was me, she ran her finger down my chest and slurred, "I am now."
Aw, shit.
"Where's Dougie?" I asked.
"I don't know." She waved her hand in the direction of where she came from. "Over there somewhere."
"Do you need me to walk you back to him?"
"Walk me back to him?" She laughed. "He won't even realize I'm gone."
"Sure, he will. This is your party."
"I've already done my job for the night. I want to dance!" She started to tug on my hand, but I dug my heels in and stopped her.
"Sorry, but I need to get back to Ash."
Everleigh grunted. "Why would you want to do that? She's sooooo boring."
I never once thought Ashleigh was boring, even when she told me about her job and how her idol was Bill Nye and shit. She fascinated me. I found her to be extremely smart, and that shit was a turn on. Plus, her body was thick and golden like honey and spoke to my dick. She was also not wearing any panties, and as soon as she was done talking to her folks, I was going to get her to relax again.
"I don't think so," I replied.
"Why do you think Doug wanted me?"
Oh fuck. Did I want to know this information? I wasn't sure because I didn't want to hurt Ashleigh more than she already was with everything going on, and if Everleigh told me, I would feel as though I had to tell Ashleigh.
"I'll tell you why," Everleigh continued, and took a step closer before whispering into my ear, "because I'm a freak in the sheets and a lady in the streets."
"And how do you know your sister isn't?"
"Puh-lease." She rolled her eyes. "Doug told me they only fucked missionary. That first night, I rode him hard." She ran her finger down my chest again. "I can do the same to you right now."
I caught her wrist and stepped forward, whispering into her ear, "I wouldn't fuck you even if you were the last woman on earth. I'm with your sister, who is a helluva lot sexier than you." I dropped her wrist. "Plus, I would fuckin break you. I like my women strong."
