Mason lounged deeper into the couch. “Nothing, if the other person returns those feelings, but she doesn’t. Not in the way you want her to.”
I tossed him a look. “I can’t just turn off my feelings.”
Across the room, Nash glanced up from where he’d been half-paying attention, sprawled in an armchair with his phone in hand. One dark brow lifted slightly before he glanced back down, though not before catching every word.
Mason pressed on. “Which is why you need a distraction, and I think I got just the girl.”
“No. Absolutely not,” I shot down, frowning.
A look I knew well shone in his eyes. Troublesome. “What better way to get over someone than to get under someone new.”
Raine and Nash snorted in unison. “Your logic defies reason. It’s no wonder no one takes you seriously,” Nash said.
Unbothered, Mason bulldozed ahead as if he’d just come up with the most brilliant plan of the century. “She’s perfect. She’s new, which makes her a hot commodity, and it helps that she is actually hot. Don’t tell me you didn’t notice, because I know you better than anyone else, hell, better than yourself, and she intrigues you.”
“Who?” Kreed interrupted as he walked back in with Kaylor and Poppy trailing behind him. The two girls were smiling, chatting among themselves, and I wasn’t the only one who couldn’t seem to keep their eyes to themselves. Nash’s gaze went straight to Poppy and stayed. They’d had a thing on and off again all last year, but as far as I knew, it was off. With Poppy going to college in the fall, perhaps she’d finally realized she could do better than Nash Hart, but by the looks of it, he wasn’t ready to let her go.
I sympathized, but also, I didn’t. If Nash really cared for her, he would have gotten serious while he had the chance instead of stringing her along for an entire year. Or perhaps it was Poppy who hadn’t wanted to be serious. I didn’t know. Nash rarely talked about his sex life. And I honestly couldn’t have given two shits.
Unlike Mason, who liked to announce every girl he’d ever hooked up with to the world.
I shouldn’t have been surprised when Poppy’s gold eyes went to Mason first, but I was. Had I missed something? She couldn’t possibly be interested in my twin, could she? And yet, unless I was mistaken, her cheeks pinkened when Mason flashed her his damn dimples my brother used like a weapon.
Nash noticed, his lips carving into a scowl. Well, this could be complicated. Hopefully, it was nothing and I had no reason tobe concerned. I had my own shit to deal with. I couldn’t handle Mason’s love life, not when mine was so fucked up.
“Just some new girl,” Raine informed.
“Mallory,” I supplied, having absolutely no idea why I felt the need to say her name.
Mason grinned. “You got her name. You’re already a step ahead in the game.”
“Who’s Mallory?” Kaylor asked as she hopped up on the pool table beside Poppy.
“No one,” I mumbled, wanting this conversation to end already.
“No oneyet. She’s some girl Maddox met at Daily Dose,” Mason clarified, filling Kaylor in.
I’m going to fucking kill him.
“Oh.” Kaylor’s lips parted, her brows lifting.
I needed a different tactic to shut Mason up. “She turned you down,” I pointed out to him. “What makes you think she’d be interested in me?”
“Because you’re not me,” he stated simply, as if it were obvious. “I’m the fun one. You’re the serious one. Some girls want fun. Some girls want...” He gestured vaguely at me. “Whatever intense brooding thing you’ve got going on.”
Nash laughed. “He’s not wrong.”
I ran a hand through my hair, frustrated with all of them but mostly with myself. “This is insane. I don’t even know her.”
“That’s the point,” Raine said. “Get to know her. See what happens. Worst-case scenario, you get laid.”
“I’m not sleeping with her,” I growled.
Mason propped his hands behind his head. “And that’s your problem. You need to hook up more, have fun while we’re still young.”
I sighed out of my nose, annoyed. “When did this become a discussion about my sex life?”
My dickhead twin tilted his head, smirking like a complete shithead. “Lack of sex life.”
