“What?” I was confused.
“Brock and Jock, there you are.” Alice ran to one of the big, burly guys and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “We’re so glad you made it. Aren’t we, Liv?”
She gave me a look, and I nodded slowly.
“Uh, yeah, sure.” I walked over to Alice with a questioning look.
She turned to everyone. “Brock and Jock are two guys we’ve been dating, and we wanted everyone to meet them.”
“Oh, yeah. Ha-ha.” I laughed and faked a wide smile. “So glad you made it, Brock.” I kissed the other guy on the cheek, and he stared at me like a robot.
“I’m Jock,” he said stiffly.
“I know that. I was just teasing you, honey.” I linked my arm through his and looked over at Xander, who was glaring at me.
“Brock and Jock?” Gabby asked with a laugh. “Nice names.”
“We’re brothers,” Jock said.
I wished I could tell him to keep his mouth shut. Where had Alice picked these guys up from?
“And we love to double-date, don’t we?” Alice said with a wide smile. “And have sleepovers,” she added and giggled, and I could see Aiden looking even angrier as he walked away from us.
“Good for you.” Gabby flipped her hair. “I’m glad you two losers have found guys who can put up with you.”
“Shut up, Gabby!” I shouted at her.
She looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “Or what?” she said sweetly.
“Ugh,” I groaned. “Nothing.”
“That’s what I thought.” She laughed and then leaned down and gave Xander a kiss on the cheek. “I’m going out. See you later, okay, baby?”
“See you, Gabby,” he said, but his eyes never left my face. “Liv, can we talk?”
“No.” I shook my head. “Let’s go out, Jock and Brock. We’ll be back later.”
“You just got here,” Scott said with a frown.
“Well, we’re going out now,” I snapped and grabbed Jock’s hand. “Let’s go, guys.”
We all hurried out of the front door, and I turned to Alice. “What were you thinking?”
“I was thinking we’d have two hot guys here to make us feel better and make those two fools jealous.”
“And the best you could do were Brock and Jock?” I said quietly. “They look like mountain men.”
“They’re strippers.” She giggled. “They were the best I could do.”
“Oh, Alice,” I groaned. “What should we do?”
“Tell them to go home and go to the mall and then go and get a drink?”
“That sounds like a good idea to me.” I nodded in agreement.
We gave the two brothers forty dollars and then hopped into my car and drove to the local mall.
“I love retail therapy.” I grinned happily as we made our way into the wine bar with our hands full of bags.
