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“Why?”
His eyes are on his phone as he starts typing and scrolling his finger down the screen. “Lucky for me, Hudson booked your flight and sent me the information thismorning.”
“Fucking snitch,” Imutter.
“Looks like I’ll be joining you. Hopefully, I can pay off the poor soul who’s stuck next to you, and we can talk about it all the way back to California.” He gives me a cold smile. “It’ll befun.”
If he thinks his behavior is going to make mework with him, he has another thingcoming.
“You’rejoking.”
“Do I look like I am?” He holds his phone out, so I can see his screen. “Would you look at that? They have seatsavailable.”
“Don’t you think that’s creepy? Following me around? Stalkingme?”
“Not stalking you. Asking for answers. This conversation will happen whether you like it or not. I’d prefer not to chase you around the goddamn country, but if that’s what it takes, Iwill.”
I cross my arms with a snarl. “Fine, I’ll talk to youlater.”
His dark eyes level on me. “Promise you won’tbail.”
I force a smile. “Ipromise.”
He hesitates before getting up and taps his knuckles against the door. “I’ll be seeing you soon,BabyMomma.”
“I hate you!” I yell to hisback.
* * *
“I’m pissedat the both of you for keeping me in the dark about this,” Lauren says, placing her glare on me before switching it to Stella, who ditched Hudson this morning to show up here with muffins and a list of everything she wanted to know about what had happened with me and Dallas last night. “I have so many questions rightnow.”
Lauren hasn’t let me do anything since she woke up this morning. She’s a nurse, so you’d think she knows that carrying a baby doesn’t make youdisabled.
“Questions I won’t be answering,” I mutter. “No one, except for Stella and Hudson, knew about that night. I was hoping it’d stay thatway.”
“One question, and I’ll shut up,” Laurenpleads.
“I’m not talking about having sex with your brother,” Iargue.
Her face pinches. “Gross. Not where I was going with this,creep.”
I lean back in the barstool. “You’d better make it a good one because that’s all you’regetting.”
She settles her elbows on the counter and eagerly stares at me from across the island. “How did ithappen?”
I wag my finger at her. “I’m blaming it onyou.”
She takes a step back and shoves her finger into her chest. “Me? I might get messy drunk sometimes, but I don’t recall telling you to take your panties off and give my brother thebusiness.”
I frown. “Fine. Let’s blame it on the whiskey and lack of entertainment in this town’s onlybar.”
Her mouth drops, satisfaction twinkling in her eyes as she puts two and two together. “The night at thepub?”
I stubbornlynod.
“Holy shit. I am toblame.”
Stella scoots in closer. “They’re the last two people I imaginedscrewing.”
