“You don’t dance?” Bethany asks me.
I lift one shoulder. “Sometimes, yeah.”
“I’ll get some of my friends over and?—”
“Oh, that ain’t necessary. I’m waitin’ on my other brothers to show up.”
She ignores my words and waves them over.
As soon as I see one of the girls in the group, I bring my glass to my lips, shielding my amused expression as I gulp down my beer.
This is going to be entertaining.
“I found me a cowboy! His twin needs a dance partner!” Bethany shouts over the music.
The blonde turns and her wide smile shifts into a scowl. “You piece of shit. You’re hittin’ on my friend after I was in your bed last weekend?”
“Whoa, what?” Wilder jerks back, holding up a hand. Whether to feign innocence or to avoid getting slapped, I’m not sure.
“You know him?” Bethany asks Jen—my brother’s on-again, off-againfling. They’ll go from hooking up every weekend toghosting each other for months until one of them reaches out again and repeats the whole annoying process.
They’re exhausting.
“I didn’t know she was your friend,” Wilder explains.
“Oh, bite me,” Jen snarls.
Wilder waggles his brows. “In the same spot you like?”
Jesus Christ.
I chuckle, shaking my head at how he constantly finds himself in these messes.
“You wish. Never again. We’re done,” Jen snaps, grabbing Bethany’s hand, and then storms off into the crowd.
“She always says that,” Wilder muses, then straightens his spine and stands taller as he shouts louder, “You’ll be back! You always are!”
“You’re a real piece of work, ya know that?”
He shrugs. “We’ve never been monogamous.”
“Did she know that?”
“Yes! She was in for a good time, not a long time,” he reassures me.
I snort under my breath. “Wow…it’s a wonder why you’ve never had anything serious.”
“Oh, and you have within the last decade?” he taunts, then takes a swig of his beer.
“I’ve had one,” I remind him.
“Shit, that’s right,” he muses. “Delilah Fanning from what…nine years ago?”
“Seven,” I correct.
We were together for two years, but even so, in that timeframe, we barely had a chance to make it work. Between her dad’s work accident and her sister’s incident, she had too much going on to make time for us. I understood that family needed to come first, but when she suggested taking a break instead of letting me be there for her, I assumed it was over for good. Ihooked up with someone a couple weeks later and she claimed I’d cheated on her.
Never gave me a second chance even when I begged for one.
