Page 21 of Dangerous Attraction

"Shut up," I grumble, turning to glare at him. "I just don't understand why Luxe is already plastered to her side."

Milo shrugs, glancing at the pair.

"He's not really plastered to her side, is he?"

I roll my eyes and sigh. Flicking my gaze back to the redhead, she grabs another glass, then nods at Luxe.

"Maybe he's paying her attention because he finds her attractive."

I'm not sure if Milo's trying to get under my skin, or if that's his true understanding of what's happening, but his words have my fists clenching in my lap.

"Luxe, get over here!"

My voice seems to echo throughout the room, and everyone glances in my direction before their eyes dart over to the man I shouted at.

He taps his knuckles on the wooden bar, says something else to Trix, then makes his way over to our booth.

"What's up?" he asks, sliding onto the leather bench opposite me.

"What are you doing?"

He frowns and looks at Milo, who shrugs in response.

"Uh, I'm sitting in the booth across from you, wondering why you called me over here."

My eyes narrow. "Do you think I'm in the mood for your stupid snarky responses?"

He blows out a breath and leans back in his seat.

"Man, I don't know what's crawled up your ass this morning. You asked me what I was doing, so I told you."

"I don't mean right this second," I hiss, shaking my head. "What I mean is—what were you doing at the bar with her?"

He glances over his shoulder. His lips pull up into a smile when his eyes land on Trix, who's currently twisting bottles around and reading their labels.

"I was just talking to her," he says, facing me again. "It's her first day, and I was trying to be welcoming… what's the issue?"

"Yeah, Reeve. What's the issue?" Milo chimes in, a smug smirk on his face.

Glancing between my friends, then over to the woman behind the bar, I shrug.

"I don't like that she's here," I tell them. "I feel like she's hiding something."

"Maybe she is," Milo says. "But I don't think that's got anything to do with us."

"It's her first day. She's been here for all of ten minutes," Luxe adds. "I know you hate trusting people but give her a chance. I like her, and I think she'd fit in well here once she's gotten to know everyone. Besides, you haven't even spoken to her, so you can't really form a judgement."

"I don't need to speak to her."

"More like you don't want to," Luxe mumbles.

Milo laughs.

Truth be told, I do want to talk to her, and that's what worries me.

"Leave him alone. Anyway, he's getting better at talking to people."

Luxe cocks a brow, then whirls around.