Violetta looks over and assesses the guys. "Who's the grumpy-looking one?" My stomach sinks. Violetta is this gorgeous Italian temptress. He would probably take one look at her and fall right into her bed. Not that I would care or anything.
"That's Emmett Black, the captain," Collette mentions.
"I like older men. Daddy issues." She winks, then stands up and saunters over to where Emmett and Sully are seated.
"My sister is shameless." Evelina chuckles, shaking her head.
The boys look up when they notice Violetta walking over, their faces lighting up. I can't hear what she is saying, but I can understand exactly what her meaning is. She flips her chocolate brown hair over her shoulder, laughs, and acts coyly with them. They are both smiling, engaging in whatever conversation is happening. I watch as she laughs again, then places her hand on Emmett's arm. He stiffens under her touch, moving ever so slightly away from her reach. Violetta must notice this and soon moves her attention more onto Sully.
That's when I lock eyes again with Emmett, he takes a sip of his beer before joining the conversation again, this timenot looking as interested as he once was. I'm confused by his reaction.
"Looks like she's struck out with Emmett Black. But I don't think she will strike out with Sully." Evelina chuckles.
"She's a man-eater. I need to learn her ways." Collette laughs.
"Anyway, Jo, we'll have to show you around. The best restaurants, bars, shopping," Evelina says.
"Jo isn't a big shopper," Collette adds.
Evelina looks personally offended by that.
"I'm in athletic gear all day," I say.
"But not all the time?" Evelina asks.
"Jo isn't a big party animal, but she needs to have more fun. All she does is work, work, work."
"I'm boring," I tell her.
"No. You like your little cocoon and never want to leave it," my sister says, calling me out.
"I'm not that young anymore."
"Please, you are plenty young. You are choosing not to have fun and be boring," my sister says.
"I like what I like."
"You need to get out there and get laid." Collette says the last bit a little too loudly.
"Shh." I place my hand over her mouth. "You don't need to tell the entire room."
My sister shakes my hand free. "You haven't been laid since you hooked up with some mystery guy in London. I don't care how good the sex was, it's been months."
"Hey, guys, look who I brought," Violetta says.
I still. My heart kicks in as my eyes slowly move up and land on Emmett, who just heard everything my sister said.
Sully and Emmett come and join us. Thankfully, Emmett is sitting far enough away from me, but I can feel his penetrating stare.
"Sorry about that. You didn't hear anything," Collette adds, before turning and mouthing ‘sorry’ to me.
"It's okay, I tell this one the same thing. If he got laid more, he wouldn't be so grumpy," Sully says, teasing Emmett, who just flips him off and sips on his beer, looking like he is seconds away from murdering his friend.
"Ignore them, they are always like this. Usually, they are telling me to fuck off," Collette says.
"Because you are shoving your little microphone into my face," Sully states.
"It's my job," my sister argues.
