Page 288 of Pride Not Prejudice


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I hadn’t even realized I’d finished the first one. Snagging the glass, I downed half of it in one gulp. “Thanks.”

“Ookay, then. I guess you really are in a shit mood. What’s going on?”

“Nothing.”

“Why do you look like Sutton did that one time Justin got a little too flirty with Sera?”

I straightened up, adjusting my posture, so I wasn’t slumping over my beer like a dragon protecting his horde. “No reason. I just don’t like getting harassed by the press. I like my privacy these days.”

“Sure you do. Looks like Jamie is fitting in just fine. How are you two getting along? Have you had that magic moment yet?”

Alarm shot through me. “What? No. No magic. There’s nothing going on.” Did my voice just crack? Jesus, I was pretty sure it had.

“Sure, I’ll pretend you’re not lying and blushing then.”

“What’s he blushing about?” Sutton asked, sliding into the seat next to me.

“Nothing. I’m not fucking blushing.”

“Yeah, you are. Your cheeks are on fire. What’s going on? Does our baby brother have a crush?”

If my career wasn’t already in the toilet, I’d be worried it would go straight down the drain in a minute because I was about to end up in jail for murdering my brothers. “I said there’s nothing going on between Jameson and me.”

Luke’s eyes widened, a shit-eating grin on his lips. “Okay, fine. I wasn’t asking for that information, anyway. All I wanted to know was if you two had finally clicked. You always say it takes a little magic to make music. That’s all I meant by my question, but this was very illuminating.”

Shit.

“I just…” How did I explain to them that I’d already crossed the line with Jameson once and that, yes, I was crushing hard on him but trying to keep that to myself? Maybe I shouldn’t. “We’re working on it. And, of course, I’m attracted to him. Look at the asshole.”

We all glanced over to where he was dancing with a pretty young thing with long dark braids that fell to her waist and a sinfully curvaceous body. Immediate jealousy spiked in me.

“Aw, shit, he’s dancing with Pete’s girl. She’s a contestant this season on Saddle Up. Someone better get out there and help him.” Sutton tipped his beer to his lips and pinned me with his stare.

“Nah, I’ll let him learn his lesson,” I said, squirming a little in my seat as the beauty reached up and brushed Jameson’s shaggy blond hair out of his face.

The song ended, and she wrapped her arms around him, whispering something in his ear before dropping a soft kiss on his cheek. My hands balled into fists at my sides, but then Luke murmured, “Oh, hell.”

Pete Carpenter stormed across the bar, fury blazing on his face. “Excuse me, pretty boy, what the fuck do you think you’re doing with my girl?”

“She doesn’t look much like your girl right now, mate. And she definitely didn’t when she asked me to dance.”

Jameson put himself between Pete and the woman, his body blocking her from the angry cowboy. What the hell was he doing? He was going to get a fist to the jaw any second now.

Pete lurched forward, but I was up and out of my chair as soon as the man got in Jameson’s face.

“Hang on now. He’s just dancing with her. If she’s with you, what’s she doing all alone?”

“She wasn’t alone. I had to hit the head.”

“What a tosser,” Jameson muttered.

“What did you call me?”

“You heard me. Or do you have cotton wool in your ears? She asked me to dance. I’m not moving in on your woman.”

Pete narrowed his eyes, then looked past him. “Baby? You done slumming it with the Brit?”

Jameson stiffened, but I put a hand on Pete’s chest, pushing him back. “From the way she’s hiding behind him, I’d say she doesn’t want to join you just yet. Why don’t you back off and give her some space?”

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