I gaze at him, and he holds up his hand.
“I plead the Fifth, Your Honor.”
“I’m not an attorney, I’m not a judge, and we’re not in court.”
“Let’s just say, she likes to have fun. All the girls do.”
I watch as Juniper and Mia dance around while Wendy is standing there, laughing. They all look like they are having fun.
“I’m glad she has good friends here. I think it makes me feel less guilty about not having been back home in a while.”
I know Mia misses me. I miss her as well. I just couldn’t be around her, couldn’t always be wanting her, knowing I couldn’t have her. Even now, being here with her for two weeks feels like the sweetest pleasure and the sweetest torture.
Mia spins around, the skirt of her dress clinging to her ass. She’s laughing at something that Juniper said, and I watch as she throws her head back and then takes too long of a sip from her drink. I love watching Mia dance.
I watch as Juniper gets down and says something to Wendy, and both girls giggle. However, Mia stays on top of the bar and continues moving back and forth. I’m about to head over when I see that Rafe is suddenly standing next to me.
“Hey.” I offer him a friendly smile, but he eyes me and just nods.
“You want a beer or something? I’ve got a tab with Cal, and I can get you one.”
“Thanks.” He doesn’t move. “We cool, Luke?”
“I don’t know. Are we?”
“I think so. Don’t hurt my sister, okay?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Your brother broke her heart when she was a teenager, and you know as well as I do that Mia likes to get carried away. She’s in love with love, and I just don’t like her keeping these secrets.”
“What do you mean?”
“You guys have been dating for a year, and she didn’t even tell me.” He frowns like he still can’t believe it. “And that’s not good. She shouldn’t be hiding shit like this. It’s not healthy.”
I don’t know what to say.
“Look, I’m just saying, sometimes, when things are born out of lies, that’s a bad sign.”
He looks over, and I see him watching Wendy and Juniper as they dance back and forth.
“Look at Mia. She’s going to fall and break her ankle. Then she’s going to wake up tomorrow, and she’s going to wonder how she did it.”
“I won’t let her fall,” I say.
He looks at me and chuckles.
We head over to the other side of the bar, and I look up at Mia, who is eyeing me with a half smile. She’s still annoyed with me, but she’s trying to let it go. For now.
“Join me, Lukey.”
“No thank you. You already know I don’t like dancing, let alone on a bar top.”
“You’re no fun.”
“Well, that’s not what you said last night.”
“Whatever.” She giggles.
