AllFreeNovel
Share Us
They were pretty gorgeous, and it was obvious they were interested in us because they were staring directly back at us. But I just couldn’t focus on women right now.
“So, do you think that Beau was really Eloise’s dad?” I said, not knowing what else to say.
“What are you talking about, Wyatt?” Chet rolled his eyes. “We know that Beau’s not Eloise’s dad. Beau never even met Eloise’s mom.”
“I know, I know. I’m just saying, is all.” I grabbed my beer and chugged it down and then jumped up. “I’m going to go and get another one. You want one?”
“Sure,” he said, “but you’re sure getting through them beers fast. There’s something you not telling me?”
“No, why?”
“Because you’re on your fifth beer in an hour, and you’re not flirting with those two hot blondes.”
“What, I got to flirt with a hot blonde every time I see one?”
“Well, you do love blondes.”
“Whatever. I love all women, and I’m actually not that partial to blondes,” I said, thinking about Sadie and her long blonde hair. Forget blondes. I was moving on.
“Sure you’re not, Wyatt.”
“Dude, what is this about?”
“Did you and Sadie have another argument or something?”
Tension crept up my back. “Why does Sadie have anything to do with this?”
“Whoa.” He put his hands up in the air. “Dude, chillax.”
“What are you talking about?” I said, getting angrier.
“I don’t know what your problem is. Why are you getting an attitude with me just because I brought up Sadie?”
“Dude, Sadie is my best friend. She’s not my fricking wife. I’ve got a lot more going on. In fact, I have to talk to you about something.”
“Oh? Don’t tell me you’re into Arya.”
“What? No, I’m not into Arya. Is that why you keep bringing her up?” I asked him. “Dude, I don’t want Arya. I mean, Eloise is a cute kid, and Arya is very nice, but I’m not interested in her, so stop trying to set me up. Oh my God, did Mom put you up to this?”
“What are you talking about?” It was his turn to look confused. “Why would Mom want you to go out with Arya? She’s older than you, and she needs a real man, not—” I raise an eyebrow at him, and he paused. “I mean, not that you’re not a real man, but you’re young and …”
“You know what, Chet? I’m going to go and get the beers. And when I get back, let’s change the subject.”
I turned and walked away without waiting for him to answer me. He was fricking getting on my nerves. This night was not going as planned at all. I looked down at my phone to see if Sadie had called or texted an apology, but of course she hadn’t. She was frustrating the living daylights out of me. I stood there waiting at the bar, ready to order two more drinks, when one of the blondes who had been sitting at the table sidled up next to me.
“Why, howdy there, cowboy,” she said, a wide smile on her face.
“Howdy, ma’am,” I replied.
“So, you having a good night with your hot friend over there?”
“That’s my brother, and it’s fine. What about you?”
“Well, me and my best friend, Lacey, we wanted to get into some trouble tonight,” she almost purred as she stared at my lips.
“Oh, yeah? What kind of trouble?” I smiled at her. I wasn’t really interested, but I was still Wyatt Hamilton. I couldn’t not flirt back.
“Well, what sort of trouble can you think of for me to get into?” She bit down on her lower lip. I didn’t know if that was in the lady’s handbook to seducing guys, but it seemed like every woman that I met did it when they were flirting. Someone should tell them that it wasn’t sexy. It certainly didn’t turn me on.
