Mickayla turned her phone over and checked something on the screen.Then she looked at me.“I’m hungry and it’s nearly lunchtime.You two feel like going to the One Night Taco Stand?I’m hardly ever over here, and I’d rather not eat alone.Though for their tacos I’d make that sacrifice.”
Ivy chuckled.“I love that place.”
Mickayla shot me a devious grin.“Will you be able to survive my driving?”
I gave her a dry look.“The better question is will Ivy?”
Fifteen minutes later, we were waiting for the hostess inside the restaurant.The brightly colored walls were decked out with hand-painted pictures of famous professional wrestlers, along with frames and shadowboxes containing wrestling memorabilia.I had my arm wrapped around Ivy’s shoulders and Mickayla stood close to my other side.
My sister leaned toward me, both of her hands wrapping around my arm.“Do you remember when Dad dressed up as Nacho Libre because you and Killian wanted to be pro wrestlers for Halloween?”
My lips split with a huge grin at the memory, but my chuckle was cut short when a man who’d been seated at a booth facing the door, slid out, and approached us.
His gaze swept over my sister, me, and then fixed on Ivy.My instincts went on high alert.I tightened my grip on Ivy when she tried to pull away from me.
“I knew you were lying,” he said when he was halfway to us.
“Who is he?”I muttered out of the side of my mouth, doing my damnedest to ignore the urge to punch him.
“Bad ex-boyfriend,” she murmured as he came closer.
He shifted his eyes to my sister and he looked her over from head-to-toe.
“Austin.Just leave us alone.There’s no need for a confrontation,” Ivy said.
His lips curled into a sneer at Ivy, and I had another urge to punch him.
“Outside,” I said.
He looked at me with narrowed eyes, but I turned on my heel, turning Ivy with me, and Mick led the way out of the restaurant.
“Stick by my sister’s side,” I whispered in her ear.
She sidled up to Mickayla.I stood in front of both of them.
Austin stopped in front of me and stared.He was three inches shorter than me, and had the lean frame of a swimmer.I had the advantage over him, no question, which was why I wanted this to happen out on the sidewalk.He shifted to walk around me, but I shifted with him.
He sighed.“This doesn’t concern you.”
“The hell it doesn’t,” I said.
He leaned to the side and focused on a point beyond me.I assumed he’d locked eyes with Ivy.“Looks like you’re down with a threesome after all, you lying bitch.”
If there were cameras, I didn’t care.Suddenly, all I saw was red, and I threw a quick, powerful right jab to his mouth.
“What the fuck, asshole?”he yelled, grabbing his lip.
“Apologize,” I demanded.
He looked at me like I had two heads.“For what?”
“Nobody calls Ivy a bitch, and damn sure not a lying bitch.Apologize to her,now.”
He pulled his hand away from his lip, and I was surprised at how bloody it was.“Fuck.I’m suing you.”
“No.You’re not.You came at her in a threatening way inside, and then you hurled insults at her.Turn around, pay your bill, go home and forget all about Ivy.”
Austin narrowed his eyes again.“Man, I just want what you got.Two gorgeous women and—”
