“Eyes!”Clay warns.
Shit.I glance away from her tits.“Sorry.”
“So what’s this about needing to get laid?You going celibate or something?”
Isaac was taking a gulp of his pint when she spoke, so Carling shoots out of his nose when he tries to gasp at her question.
I roll my eyes.“No.I’m just feeling weird.I think getting laid will sort that out.”
“Would this happen to have something to do with a certain person named after a season?”
I narrow my gaze.“Liam!”I growl.“Fucking Chatty Cathy.”
“Wait, what’s going on?”Isaac asks, and I can see the hurt in his gaze at being out of the loop.
Hayden jabs her thumb toward me.“He has a boner for Summer, one of your new neighbours.”
“You do?”he asks.
My eyebrows pinch together as I stare at the woman who is enjoying this.“No.Yes.No.I don’t fucking know.She knows me.”
“She does?”Isaac asks, but I shrug.
Hayden snorts.“I’m pretty sure wanting to put your dick in a blender means shereallyknows you.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?”he asks, but it comes out like an accusation.
I shrug at Isaac.“I don’t remember her.I clearly did something to piss her off, but I swear, I don’t remember her.Like at all.And I’m pretty sure I’d remember those legs, arse, tits...”my head jerks forward from Hayden’s smack.“Hey!”
“You were going off track,” she states, then points to my mouth.“And you were drooling.”
I scrub a hand down my face, feeling nothing but the stubble from not shaving this morning.“Fucking hell.Why are you even here?”
She tilts her head to the side as her finger twirls in a circle.“On Earth or in this pub?”
I shake my head when I realise I’m watching the tip of her finger press into the table.I give Isaac my attention.“Did you recognise her?”
“Which one?I only tried speaking to one, but she just kept staring at me.I thought she was star-struck at first, but then she didn’t talk back at all.She didn’t even blink.Kind of freaked me out, so I left.”
I go to describe Summer but then remember Hayden is next to me.“Fuck knows then.”
As the conversation moves on to something random, my mind drifts back to the leggy girl I can’t seem to shake off.The longest I’ve ever thought about one thing was when the Carters had our truck put on a pole.And it was only because half of the time I was thinking about how they did it, and the other half I spent wondering what we could do to get payback.
As for chicks, I never think about them once we’ve both got off or they’ve brushed me off.When the latter happens, I just find another chick and move on.
Yet I can’t seem to shake this one off, and no other woman has appealed to me.
Which is bad.
Especially when she walks in with her cousin.Because every guy’s head in here turns to watch them and I have the urge to start smashing faces into tables.
