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She was definitelyNOTthe redhead. Not that there was anything wrong with the redhead.
“Are those ladies going to the club with us?” Xavier asked.
“Nah, they’re busy. Their boyfriends are picking them up after, so, no go,” John replied. He grabbed his beer and sat.
I heard what he said. I found myself asking, “All of them have boyfriends?” as my drink made its way down through my throat.
“Yeah.”
“How did you get her to tell you she has a boyfriend?” I could not help it. Just my luck, a girl who managed to catch me speechless, had a boyfriend. A girl like her, though, had to have a boyfriend. There was no way she was single.
“Who?” John looked at me, eyebrows raised. Xavier, Dom, and Jackson were all looking at me too. What the hell? Was this some girly meeting where everyone was freakin’ curious about everything I did tonight?
I took a gulp, here it goes, “The violet-eyed girl.”
John guffawed. “Man, how did I know she was the one you’re clamming up for? You don’t even know her name yet and you’re pussy whipped already!”
“Just how hot is she?” Xavier asked, “To have my man Z, sweaty, buying wine and shit, and asking girly-girl questions?” I guessed John was not the only one who heard me asking the server about the wine.
Way to go, Zander.
John answered, “She looks like an angel, man.”
Exactly.
Air rushed out of my lungs. Did John have the hots for her too? He was not a bad-looking dude. As a matter of fact, he rivaled Xavier with the collection of girls that he hooked up with.
I clenched my jaw. Dom piped in, “A hot angel, a bad angel, a dirty angel?”
“Definitely, a hot angel,” John said.
I clenched my jaw tighter.
My glass pinged on the table.
“Yeah, I could see why Z would check her out. Her eyes draw you in. She’s sassy, man.” He said, grinning.
I wanted to wipe the grin off his face.
“You owe me, man.” John still had the smug grin on his face.
“Owe you? For what, dude?” I asked. Whatwas he talking about? He was the one who almost tripped on the bar stool trying to get ahead of me in walking to her table.
“No, you really owe me. As in, if you freakin’ do the tango and shit with her, you remember you owe me.”
“I don’t owe you shit, dude. Whatever. She has a man so she’s untouchable.” I may have been a serial dater, but I never dated another man’s woman.
“Nah, she got no man,” John said airily.
My head swiveled to John.
“They’re hanging out with us, after this. Who can resist my charms?” I wanted to make him eat shit for making me think she was involved. He can be a Grade-A asshole at times, but he got the job done. On and off the field.
Miss Violet Eyes wasn’t answered for. Good news.
Sedona
The air that greeted us outside the restaurant was slightly chilly. The breeze was cool and since I didn’t bring a jacket, I felt the cool air all over my body.
