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Chapter Four
Peyton
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“What the hell tookyou so long?” Henna stands, snagging her drink from my hand.
“I just ran into the biggest asshole I’ve ever met.” I look back toward the bar already knowing that he’s no longer there. “He yelled at me for standing too close to him in line.” I exhale quickly. “Can you believe that?”
I don’t know why I’m so bothered. It’s not like this is the first time I’ve come face to face with a jerk before.
“Was he hot?” Henna asks, taking a drink of her Cosmo.
“What the hell does that matter?”
“Because if he was hot and an asshole then that’s a win. If he was ugly and an asshole then that’s a pass.”
“Since when is being an asshole a win?”
“Since nice guys are relationship material and tonight that’s not what we want. But a hot asshole? That we can work with.” She twirls her tongue around the rim of her glass. “So, was he hot?”
“Unbelievably.” I sigh out, pissed that I can even think that after how rude he behaved toward me.
Then again, I can’t deny it either. His messy dark hair, scruffy jaw, and crisp blue eyes were enough to make me a little weak kneed. My reaction having nothing to do with the way he was glaring at me and everything to do with where I was picturing those perfect lips of his.
“Speaking of hot,” Henna purrs, pulling my attention to where her gaze slides to the group of guys standing next to our table. Among them is Sam’s fiancé, Andrew, whose face Sam’s currently swallowing.
“What is he doing here?” I ask, confused why her soon to be husband would be randomly showing up at her bachelorette party.
“She called him earlier. Told him to meet us here.” Henna rolls her eyes. “Typical Sam. She can’t go more than a few hours away from him.”
“He makes her happy.” I shrug, feeling the familiar pang of jealousy in my gut. What girl doesn’t want a guy she can’t get enough of? I’d give anything to have that in my life.
Unfortunately, I’m cursed when it comes to love. Every guy I date either turns out being a complete douche bag or a cheating liar. Either way, it never ends well for me. Which is why I’ve sworn off relationships for a while. I need a break from the constant disappointment.
“Well, all his hot friends make me happy.” She winks at me, taking a sip from her glass.
I let my eyes travel back to the group of guys. I recognize two of them as Andrew’s brothers, Alex and Aaron. I’ve met them both a few times at social gatherings. A couple others look familiar but there’s a few that I’ve never seen before.
“You may want to wait until after the wedding before screwing one of Andrew’s friends.” I laugh, shaking my head at her.
“I don’t know. That one right there might be too delicious to resist.” I follow her line of sight, pulling in a sharp breath when my eyes land on the asshole from the bar right as he steps up next to Alex.
“That’s him,” I whisper, more to myself than to Henna.
“That’s who?” she asks, clearly not following.
“The jerk from the bar. The one who got pissed at me for standing too close.”
“And you didn’t pull him into the bathroom why?”
“Because I don’t screw random guys in the bathroom, Henna.” I give her a look I know she’ll understand.
“Oh come on! That was one time.” She laughs.
“One time too many.”
“How was I supposed to know he was married?”
