Rook cocked an eyebrow as Aiden’s scowl deepened—he looked even more pissed than before.
Would he really be angry at me for borrowing his shirt? It’s not like I hadn’t worn all of their clothes at some point.
And then he turned, shaking his head like he was shakingmeoff, muttering something under his breath as he stalked toward the garage.
Leaving me standing there, still feeling the weight of his gaze, long after he was gone.
Chapter 12
Evie
The town of Havenwood was unlike anywhere else I’d been. The strangest mix of criminals, the ruthless rich, and then your everyday people who wanted to sit in a cute coffee shop and sip a matcha latte.
I was currently in the latter group, but my position did tend to swing through the options depending on the day.
Regan raised an eyebrow over her drink, watching as I looked out the big front window of Sweet Haven Cafe again.
“Are you expecting someone?”
“Other than the guys picking us up to head to Finis Ledges? No.”
Harper slid into the seat next to me, the minutes of her shift ticking down.
“Okay, my shift is basically over. Can Ipleasetell you about the worst date of my life before we go?”
“How bad a date are we talking?” I asked.
Harper groaned, slumping over a little before looking between us. “Like final-circle-of-hell levels of bad. Like final boss who wants to take me out of the dating scene in the absolute worst way. First, this guy takes me to a steak restaurant for our first date. I told him I don’t eat meat, and that’s the place he chooses? I’m already trying to mentally check out, but then he orders for me.For me.Like I’m a child.”
Regan choked on her drink, trying not to laugh. “Did you let him?”
“Well, it’s not like dating has been going well, so I was thinking maybe I needed to be open-minded and let him take the lead, right? I want a man in charge and I thought maybe I needed to try it. Do you want to know what this man ordered for me?”
I leaned in, fully invested now. “Please tell me it wasn’t chicken tenders off the kid’s menu.”
“Worse.” Harper’s voice dropped to a horrified whisper. “He ordered me a rare steak. Rare. It was bleeding on my plate.”
Regan gasped, a dramatic flair to her tone. “No.”
“Oh yes,” Harper nodded grimly. “And when I reminded him I was a vegan, he called me ugly and said he understood why I was still single now.”
I nearly spit out my drink. “Did you make it out of the restaurant before murdering him?”
“Barely. I threw the bloody steak at his face and left.” Harper took a long sip from her drink, laughing. “I am never dating again.”
“Lies.” Regan laughed.
“Maybe. But next time, I’m bringing a taser.”
Regan smiled and then looked at me. “You okay after... well, after the breakup?”
I groaned, sitting back. “I’m fine. Annoyed, but fine.”
“Annoyed at the ex or Aiden?” Harper asked.
“Can it be both?” I asked. “Because as much as I don’t care about the ex, I’m still mad about it all. Mad that he sucked. Mad Aiden watched it happen. I’m even mad I blamed Aiden simply because the ex is right. Who would want to date me when I have a tall, gorgeous man following me at every turn and cuttinganyone who crosses the line simply because my brother is overprotective? That isn’t sexy. It isn’t even appealing, no matter how good I look.”
They looked at each other, the small look of pity assuring me I was right even if they didn’t want to say it.
