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“Raven is fine. Trust me, she has enough shoes, and my brother has enough money. She can do whatever she wants. She’s the last person you need to feel bad about,” he says as his thumb caresses my lips.
“Okay?”
“’Kay.” I nod.
“Here. Drink.” He puts the straw to my mouth, and I take a sip.
“Another.” His voice sounds deep, intimate.
I take another sip, the citrus from the lime and slight sweet flavor of the gin making my whole mouth feel refreshed.
“Now, let’s see what you’ve got.” He leans down to brush his lips against mine.
I smile and whisper, “Not gonna lie, I’m good. I played pool every night with my brother in the winter.”
“Not gonna lie.” He grins as he leans forward and bites my lower lip. “I see the whole table as a mathematical equation of lines and angles.Bring it.”
And there goes my stomach again. Does he have any idea how intoxicating he is? Of course, he does, but whatever. I’m here with him. I do plan on kicking his ass, though.
He sets the drink down and cages me in with both arms. “Is that your brother?”
God, that dimple. Wait, what?
“My brother?” I lean back and look over his arm.
“The TV, babe. Remember? We’re watching the game.”
I blink at him, then start laughing. It’s either that or cry, because this day…
“You scared me,” I huff. “That would be a disaster.” I glance up at the TV.
“What? You don’t think your brother would like me?” He tosses the straw out of his glass to bring the drink to his lips.
“No.” I laugh, then stop because he frowns. “I mean, he would not approve because you’re my…you know…” I mouth, “Professor,” as my eyes dart around the loud room. Thankfully, no one is paying us any attention.
Brett turns and leans his elbows on the table. “Does he know about us?”
“Of course not. I mean, he knows I’m seeing someone, that I… like someone.” What is with me today? At this point, I’m thinking I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed. I grab my drink.
Brett watches me, then looks up at the screen. And there’s Jude’s handsome face. He nods as he listens to his coach, and my heart aches because I forgot to text him this morning to say good luck.
“You guys are close?”
“Very. He’s my best friend.”
I turn, our faces inches apart. His eyes caress my face, and it’s there. This wild, uncontrollable connection. He has to feel it, right? He must hear the way my heart pounds just being near him. God, I’m so in love with him, it hurts.
“Talk to me, Baby Girl.” His full lips are right next to mine.
Do I dare tell him?
I open my mouth—this is it, screw the consequences—only to scream as the annoying buzzer goes off. Like an alien bug on our table, it vibrates around loudly, red light flashing.
“Relax, babe, it’s just our food.” Brett laughs, kissing me, then grabs the buzzer and walks to the bar.
“Jesus.” I exhale. I was going to tell Brett Powers that I’m in love with him. I close my eyes, trying not to beat myself up, but seriously,What am I doing?
This is not the time or place to do this. I take another calming breath and open my eyes to see Brett and the bartender carrying plates of food.
