Page 127 of Hot Mess


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Total party dress.

“So do you,” I said, scanning his bare arms.

God, he looked edible this close-up. I’d never beenthisclose to him before.

Well, except when he kissed my neck…

“Have you been here before?” I asked him. I couldn’t imagine it was his scene.

“I’ve been a few times. Summer plays here sometimes.”

“I know,” I admitted. “I’ve seen her here. She’s amazing.”

The waitress appeared, and the guys ordered up some beers and a round of shots. Then my sister excused herself and slipped out. I stared at her, just trying to keep my jaw from dropping open.

Sure, I hadn’t exactly been paying her any attention since Ashley arrived, but what did she expect?

She knew I wanted him.

She gave me a look back, like,Serves you right for downgrading me. Then she smirked and walked away.

Damn.

I took a sip of my cider and glanced at Ashley—who was looking at me like he wanted to rip my dress off with his teeth. Then I glanced over at Nikki. She’d slid in next to Xander when Dani left.

What to say to Ashley, now that we were pretty much alone? In a bar. And I was…

I sipped my drink and considered.

Yup. I was drunk.

“Anything I should know?” I asked him, nodding toward Xander. He was turned sideways in his seat, leaning into Nikki, and whatever he was saying in her ear had her smiling like a loon.

“About what?” Ashley said. “Xander?”

“Uh-huh. Any warnings I should give her later when she asks me for the scoop?”

He shrugged. “He’s a drummer.”

“Hmm. I don’t know what that means.” Clearly, it was supposed to mean something.

“It means every drummer I’ve ever met enjoys female company, let’s put it that way. And they’ve got the attention span of gnats.”

“Ah. I see.”

“If she’s looking to have her world rocked for a night or two, though, she’s probably in good hands,” he added, just as Xander laid his hand on Nikki’s arm. Her eyes glazed over and she pressed in closer to say something in his ear, so I supposed she wasn’t exactly looking to be rescued.

“Where’d everyone go?” Carter appeared, sliding into the booth next to me.

Crap.

Dani really dropped the ball on her winglady duties.

“I think they hit the dance floor,” I told him, as Melody slid in next to him, reluctantly.

The waitress returned with the guys’ drinks, and unfortunately, Carter put in an order. Apparently he was planning to stay a while.

When the waitress was gone, I told Ashley, “This is Carter and Melody.” Then I told them, “This is Ashley and Xander.”