Page 18 of About Last Night


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Brenna and Stone?

I stepped off my stool and rounded the bar again, water in hand, to look at the schedule.Stone wasn’t due to be in until three, but Brenna was Jordan’s second man.I was going to shout hello to them but when I turned back toward the open bar area, they were nowhere to be found.

I scanned the bar, my water to my lips, and eventually saw the two of them in a corner near the dart boards, having a quiet, but seemingly heated, discussion.

Stone was a good guy.So whatever the issue, it wasn’t him.Brenna probably lost her temper and was pissed to run into him.If Emily and I had our glaring moments, Brenna and Stone were just the opposite.They both flirted ruthlessly with one another, but then again they both flirted with just about anybody.They were the example of harmless flirting.

I narrowed my eyes.

But what if it wasn’t harmless flirting?

Fuck, if Stone was…

Nope.

Wouldn’t happen.

I shook my head and chuckled to myself.Stone may not be as obvious in his ways when it came to sex, but the man went out almost nightly.He always had plans with a female.I was pretty sure he was seriously seeing someone, but Stone was quiet about his personal life.

Had been since the moment we hired him.

“Yo, Bren,” I shouted over the bar, finally earning their attention.

“What, Rory?”she called out, a bit of bite to her voice, as she crossed her arms and shoved around Stone, walking toward me.

I chuckled, watching as my sister essentially stomped toward the bar.“Leave the poor guy alone.What the hell did he do to you?”

She mumbled something under her breath but before I could have her repeat what she said, Emily came into the pub.

And her hair was down.

And straight.

Fuck me.

Why the hell did Mia get this version of her?What did Mia do to deserve Emily’s fucking gorgeous hair down and swaying toward her ass?

Before I could walk toward her though, Stone, the stealthy fucker, managed to end up behind me and slapped my shoulder.“What are you doing here so early on a Saturday?”

I held up a finger and with what had to be a shit-eating grin, I looked toward Emily—who was almost to Stone and me—and lifted my chin as I spoke with her.“You ready to go get a car?”

She stopped, dead in her tracks, and her brows lowered in that way I was sure was reserved for me and me alone.“Where’s Mia?”

“Last minute doctor’s appointment?”I said but thought better of blowing it off with a shrug.I mean, it didn’t matter if she figured out I set today up, but I had to at least get her to go with me before she did.

Because let’s be honest, she figures it out and she’s walking.

“Yep.”I nodded.“Baby Ava’s getting ready to join the masses.”

Emily’s frown deepened.“Why didn’t she just call to reschedule?She or Con needs to be there to co-sign if I find a car.”

Fuck.She was going to figure this out.

I had to get her in my truck before she did.She was so fucking smart.Nothing got past Emily.I should have been better prepared for this.

“Mia said she or Con would be able to stop by the dealership when you were ready,” I said on the spot.I reached out and put my hand on her lower back, guiding her back toward the doors.Behind me, Stone coughed, but I’m pretty sure the asshole was covering a laugh.

Emily stumbled as she walked in the direction I was guiding her.I bit back a groan when she turned her head toward me, which made her hair brushed my forearm.“But—”