“Healso broke my heart. And stop being so sensible and mature. Not a good look on you.”
Fallon punches out a laugh.
“I’m not changing my mind. You do your job and he’ll do his. What are you afraid of anyway?” Fallon cocks his head at me. Oh, he’s a sneaky one.
“You set this whole thing up, didn’t you? You’re such a master manipulator, Fallon Montgomery!”
“No clue what you’re talking about.” He passes by me and kisses me again on the top of my head. “I’ve got to unpack and make some calls. Let’s go out for dinner to celebrate me being home. Be ready by seven.”
“Coward!” I yell at his retreating back.
“I love you, Aurora!” he calls.
“I love you too, you big jerk!”
I need some estrogen to balance out all the testosterone I’m always surrounded with. I walk into the living room and call Shelby.
“Hey, girl. Was just about to call you to see if you wanted to go out tonight. You, me, Renee. Girl’s gone wild. What do you say?”
“Fallon just arrived.” I ignore her girlie sigh. Fallon has that effect on women. Even his name causes women to spontaneously orgasm. It’s disgusting since he’s my brother. “We’re going to dinner. Why don’t you guys come with, and we can head out to the bar after.”
“Yes, yes, please… Is Prez coming?” she asks hopefully.
I may have to pull a Jane Austin’s Emma and do some matchmaking soon.
“I’ll call him and Austin later. Dustin’s on my shit list right now.”
“Why?”
“JD came back. Dustin knew about it.”
Silence. I give her the countdown of 5, 4, 3, 2…
“You’re shitting me? Holy shit! Bloody hell!”
I hold the phone away from me. It’s possible my ear drum just burst.
“Why do you go all British when you get mad?”
“Rory! Oh my God! How are you? Are you freaking out? How does he look? I hope he was cursed with a beer belly and flabby arms.”
“You are such a liar, Shelby. I know you watch all his games. You know exactly how he looks.”
She makes a low, lip-smacking sound. “You knew about that, huh?”
“I know everything. And yes, he looked really good.”
“You talked with him?” she whispers like someone else might hear her over the phone.
“No. I punched him in the mouth and told him to fuck off. Then ran away like a coward,” I whisper back.
“Oh, sweetie. I’m sorry. I know this must be confusing as all hell for you, especially since you and Knox just hooked up. Does Knox know?”
“Oh, yeah. He knows.”
Partially hate-fucked me into the drywall and gave me two orgasms before he walked out and hasn’t spoken to me since.
“What are you going to do?”
