“This is Christian we are talking about, world-famous playboy. He’s no more ready to settle down than I am. See, that’s why it works,” Vanessa replies smugly.
“Now that Evan’s gone, I wouldn’t put it past them to start dropping like flies.” Isla chuckles.
“What? No,” Vanessa says.
“They aren’t getting any younger. Come on, they are going to see Evan and Sienna together, all loved up, playing happy families, as if that isn’t going to change the way they look at the world,” Charlotte adds.
Now that would be a plot twist.
“But … but …” Vanessa splutters. “What about you then, Isla? What happens when Finn meets someone?”
Oh, them be fighting words, Ness.
Isla takes a deep breath. “Can’t hurt any more than it has for the past fifteen years watching him sleep with every woman he encounters.”
“I’m sorry, Is,” Vanessa says, walking over and hugging her tightly, seeing the tears falling down her cheeks.
“No, stop it. I’m fine. I’ve wasted enough time on him. I need to get over this ridiculous crush on him for my own sanity,” she says, composing herself.
“Wes has just arrived, and he still has the hots for you. You guys had a good date a while ago, maybe it’s time you give in to that,” Sienna adds.
As cute as Wes is, that’s not the guy for her.
“Yeah, maybe you’re right. Maybe I need to put what I feel for Finn in a box and pack it away because being in love with someone all your life and having them not love you back is pretty pathetic.”
I feel ya, sista. “Isla, sweetheart, you are so fucking hot, and if Finn Connolly can’t see how fucking lucky he is to have someone like you after him, then he’s not worth it. Plus, he has three other hot-as-fuck brothers that you should be fucking.”
“No way, those guys are like brothers to me,” Isla says, scrunching up her face.
“Such a shame.” I smirk because I would screw any of them.
“Well, I slept with Johnny from Sons of Brooklyn. That boy made me come so much I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Actually, scrap that, he fucked me so hard and dirty that it was pure sin, and he was the devil.”
“Fuck, that sounds hot. I want details, bitch.” I move closer to Camryn.
“Oh, sweetheart, I don’t kiss and tell, but let me tell you one thing, that boy had me in every single position imaginable and didn’t stop, his stamina is amazing. Once you’ve had young, you never go back.” Vanessa high-fives Camryn.
“I have to agree,” Yvette pipes up. “I may have hooked up with the other member, Tyler.”
I’m so proud of my girls. Seems like I wasn’t the only one getting screwed last night.
“Those Sons of Brooklyn boys are trouble,” Stacey comments.
“Oh Lord, they most certainly are.” Yvette smiles.
“Well, thank God I can trust Stacey not to go crazy. Tell me, Stace, you didn’t do any rock stars or strippers?” Sienna asks.
“No, no, I was a good girl.” She smiles confidently.
I call bullshit. “Please put that Miss Perfect act away, I saw you flirting with Oscar.” I glare at her.
Stacey rolls her eyes. “Flirting is fine, nothing happened.”
Still call bullshit.
“Ahh, now I get why my brother was asking about you?” Isla interjects.
“What?” Stacey gasps.
