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Expensive clothes, expensive cologne, and I thinkmaybebetter eyebrows than I have.
He looks like he spends more time getting ready than I ever have, and that’s not the kind of guy I go for. But for some reason, I decide to ignore the warning signs that this guy is not for me and lean back against Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome.
Maybe Everly’s right.
Maybe it’s time to let loose.
* * *
Easton
Lindy might be dancing with someone else, but she’s watching me while she does it. And what the hell does it say about me that I can feel myself getting ready to snap?
With every shake of her ass, the strings of the invisible line I’ve refused to cross for fucking years are pulled tighter. Each time she lets this douche touch her, another thread frays.
“What the fuck is she doing?” I growl, and Maddox Beneventi raises his head from his girl’s neck. He watches me throw back the rest of my whiskey and tracks what I’m looking at. This douche is grinding against Lindy’s ass, but she doesn’t seem to mind. Her glassy eyes are closed as his hands roam over her body. Hands that don’t belong there. Hands I want to rip from his arms, leaving fucking bloody stumps.
“Chuck’s here. Lindy’s fine,” Maddox tells me as I slam my glass back down.
He scoops his girl off his lap and hands her a hundred. “How about you go get us another round, babe?”
Her eyes light up like she just hit the fucking jackpot. “Okay,” she squeals, and I’m glad she’s with him and not me.
“Calling herbabebecause you don’t know her name, madman?”
“Might want to slow down there, E-man. You’re give-a-fuck is showing.”
“The hell you talkin’ about, man?” I’ve known Maddox a long damn time. As long as I’ve known Lindy and the Kingstons. But he’s younger than me, and it’s not like we hang out together, braiding each other’s hair. He’s always been a cocky fucker. But when your dad runs the Philly mob, I guess that’s what happens.
He pours the last of the Macallen into two glasses and hands me one, then swallows his. “I’m talking about the way you watch Lindy, asshole. I’m talking about the way you’vebeenwatching her since she was a kid. Since we were all kids, you included. She might be blind, but I’m not. And judging by the way you look like you’re about ten seconds away from killing the dude she’s dancing with, I’m thinking you’re not blind either.”
I look over at her again and grit my fucking teeth as her head falls back on this douche’s shoulder.
Man, it’s easier to ignore this fucking thing between us when she’s across the country, living her life, and I’m here, living mine.
Fuck this.
I slam my glass down on the table and push back from my chair.
“Be sure, man,” Maddox warns. “She’s the baby, and the whole damn family still sees her that way.”
“Guess it’s a good goddamned thing I’m not part of your family then.”
The bastard sits back in the booth and smiles.
Fuck him and fuck this.
I move onto the dance floor and grab Lindy’s hand. “We need to talk.”
The douche’s eyes grow wide when he sees me. Recognition lighting them up.
Guess he’s a Vegas Vipers fan.
I’d bet my signing bonus he knows exactly who I am.
“You’re...”
“I am, buddy. Now how about you give us a minute?” I pull Lindy toward me and watch the way her stormy eyes darken as her hands run up my arms.
