“What’s wrong?” Aiden asked.
“Jasmine is here.”
“Maybe she won’t see you.”
He couldn’t be that lucky. “She’s headed this way.”
Aiden started to turn but stopped when Matt kicked his shin. “Is Ellie with her?” he asked.
Ellie Baker had found fame before her tenth birthday, and her career had been going strong ever since. His brother, like a lot of other guys, had grown up with a thing for her.
“You’re the last person I expected to see here tonight. Do you mind if we join you? There aren’t many empty places to sit,” Jasmine said.
Across the table, Anderson shrugged, while Aiden shot him a “don’t you dare turn them away” glare.
“Of course not.”
Jasmine was seated and plastered against Matt’s side before he finished his response.
“It seems like forever since I saw you.” She finished her drink and placed the glass on the table.
Matt adjusted his position so Jasmine was no longer touching him. “It’s been a while.” He knew exactly how long it had been.
“I don’t think I’ve seen you since that party at Jordan’s.”
The night before Eclipse headed out on their last tour, Jordan had thrown a party. It had been the last event they’d attended together. Things between them officially ended two months later, although their relationship had been headed in that direction for a long time.
“Sounds right.”
“Well, it’s been way too long.” Jasmine shimmied closer until her body was once again touching his, setting off warning bells.
Across from him, Anderson gestured toward the waitress. “I’m going to order another drink. If anyone wants anything, it’s on me.”
What Matt wanted was to leave, but there was no way he was getting Aiden to go as long as Ellie sat next to him.
“I could use another,” Aiden said, his expression easy to read. Matt risked his life if he tried to get them to leave now.
Considering the clientele that frequented Covert, Matt wasn’t surprised when the waitress remained professional when she took their order.
“How long are you going to be around?” Jasmine’s hand settled on his forearm. “We need to catch up.”
Although she hadn’t done it when their relationship ended, he knew Jasmine talked trash and spread lies about her exes. He’d prefer to not piss her off tonight for that very reason. So rather than simply pulling his arm away, he reached for his drink, dislodging her hand at the same time.
“I’m only here another day or two.” At least he hoped that was the case, because ever since he’d landed, the restlessness he experienced whenever he was away from Orchard Harbor had plagued him.
“How about tomorrow?” Jasmine’s fingertips slowly worked their way down his chest as her other hand settled on his shoulder. “Or tonight. We can head back to my place now.” Her lips brushed against his ear as she spoke. “Or yours.”
Matt grabbed her wrist to stop her trek south. “Jasmine —”
Her mouth covered his, silencing him.
Pulling away, Matt put as much space between them as he could without landing on the floor. “I’m seeing someone.”
The waitress who’d taken their order returned, halting their conversation. Her eyes glanced from Matt to Jasmine as she set the drinks down. “If you need anything else, let me know.”
Jasmine pouted as she traced his ear. “So? She’s not here. What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” She closed the distance between them again. “I’ve missed you. We were so good together.”
Jerking his head away, he grabbed her wrist before she touched him again. “I’d know.”
