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“You danced some more last night?” Sax asked.
“He closed down the party,” Levi replied.
“I want to know if you fucked both those chicks you were with,” Kye said.
I hadn’t realized he was on the plane already. Closing my eyes, I grunted again.
Both of the girls had been asleep in my bed, naked, when I snuck out this morning. I’d stepped over six used condoms. What the fuck had I been thinking?
“What about you, Sax? You took off with the hottest piece of ass there. Did you tap that?” Kye asked.
My eyes snapped open then, and I glared at him. He was already looking at me, smiling as he sipped his fucking coffee. I was going to kill him.
“No, Kye, I didn’t,” he said, glancing over his shoulder. “I walked her to her suite. Told her good night. Then went back to my room, got a shower, and went to bed. Alone.”
I dropped my head back again, relieved. If he’d fucked Gypsi, I wasn’t sure I could have recovered from that. Hell, she’d messed me up yesterday. Trying not to look at her and go to her had taken a lot of fucking whiskey and distractions. This morning, I felt like shit, but at least I’d managed to stay away from her last night.
“That’s a fucking shame,” Kye said, taking a bottle of water from the bar and sinking down on one of the single leather chairs near a window. “Someone should have gotten a piece of that. We don’t know how long Garrett will keep her mom around. While she’s available—”
“Shut up!” I growled, not wanting to think about any of them fucking her.
A phone started ringing, and I winced. “Fuck, make that stop.”
“It’s Garrett.” Sax sounded as confused as I was. “Sir?”
I lifted my head to look at him. Why was Dad calling Sax? Levi and Kye were here. I was here.
“Yes, sir. I’ll go straight there. Yes, sir.”
Sax was frowning when he hung up and dropped his phone beside him. I sat there, waiting on an explanation. He just stared at me like he didn’t know what I fucking wanted.
“You gonna tell us what that was about?” Levi asked.
“Gypsi had to leave early this morning and couldn’t wait to fly back with us or Garrett and her mom. She got some cheap-ass flight and took an Uber to the airport at four this morning. Her mom said she left her a text, saying she needed to get back because of work. Fawn didn’t get it until this morning and it was too late. Garrett said Fawn was worried about her, and when we get back, he wants me to go to the coffee shop she works at, stay there until it’s time for her to leave, and drive her back home. Apparently, she walks to the coffee shop from their trailer.”
They lived in a trailer? Did I know anyone who had ever lived in a trailer? Where had my dad found Fawn?
More importantly, “Why the fuck is he asking you to do it?” I asked, in a worse mood than I had been in before.
I was his fucking son. Why not me?
Sax sighed. “We’re friends.”
“I’m her fucking friend too. It’s all we can be as long as my dad is hooking up with her mom.”
“No, Trev, you’re not. You spent yesterday with three different females. I spent it with Gypsi.”
Scowling at him, I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. “I met her first.”
Sax rolled his eyes at me. “So, tell me, what’s her favorite movie? Color? Dessert? Favorite time of day? When is her birthday? How long has she lived in Ocala? Where did she live before there?” He raised his eyebrows. “Don’t know? Well, I do. I talked to her. Got to know her. Garrett knows that.”
How the fuck did he know all that? What did he do, grill her with questions all damn day? No wonder she ran her ass back to Ocala before the sun came up. She was worried he’d ask her twenty questions on the flight back.
“Did you kiss her?” I asked through clenched teeth.
He looked annoyed. “No, I didn’t. Like I said, we are friends. I can read women, and I’m not the one she’s attracted to.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? Who the fuck is she attracted to?” My hands fisted as I glared at him. Who had he let her talk to?
Sax laughed and shook his head. “Please tell me you’re not that blind.”
“She’s got the hots for little Hughes?” Kye blurted out. “Now, that’s fucking hilarious.”
I scowled at Kye until his words sank in, and then I snapped my gaze back to Sax. “Me?”
Sax stood up. “Good Lord, I need more coffee for this shit.”
“She said that?” I asked, unable to keep the smile off my face.
“She didn’t have to say it. She struggled not to watch you all over Gretchen and her friend last night. Before that, she watched you with Eliza. I felt bad for her, but it was best she figured out you were a whore now.”
