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“Will do.”
We hang up and I cannot deny I’m a little rattled by the Dolly Simpson and Amber Jenkins comment. I mean, Brook and I haven’t staked each other’s claims or anything, but he’s still a hot, single guy out there on the Stoney Creek market.
Oh, God, have I been a total fool by blowing him off tonight being Mrs. Cautious when we already slept together?
I put my foot on the gas to get home as quickly as possible so I can have a shower and go apologize, or do something to redeem my stupid behavior.
Brooklyn
I settle into the booth with Beau and Autumn. I’ve just seen Owen across the way and he’s going to come and have a drink with us.
“You guys good?” I ask, piquing an eyebrow.
“Never better,” Beau says.
Autumn flashes me a smile. “I was at the wedding today with Eden.”
“Ah.” I nod. There’s no escaping the woman, it seems. “I just talked to her actually. I asked her to come down, but she’s really tired from working all day.”
And she probably won’t want to be where I am right now, while she sorts out what’s going on in her head anyway. I don’t say that of course.
I glance at my brother. “What’s so urgent I had to come down?”
Autumn glances at him.
“Later,” he says, giving me a look which says he can’t talk about whatever it was right now.
Ah. He made that call before Autumn showed up.
“Fine by me. I’m surprised Georgia isn’t down here when they’re about to tame the Moose.” I glance over to where the wild Moose sits behind a barn fence in the corner. It sure is a draw card around here. I glance to the right and see Amber Jenkins waving over at me. Fucking great. I smile and nod my hello.
“Nope, I don’t think tonight is the night the best of the best come out,” Beau says.
I chuckle. “Only in a town like Stoney Creek.”
“Don’t look now, but Dolly Simpson is headed this way,” Autumn whisper-shouts.
“Wonderful,” I mutter, just as Owen plonks himself down next to me. “Maybe she’s here for Owen…”
“Who?” Owen runs his hand through his blonde waves as he sags back into the chair.
But it’s too late. Dolly is upon us looking ever the cowgirl in her sprayed on tight jeans and low-cut checked sleeveless shirt. Her huge breasts are not in the least bit contained. I keep my eyes on her face as she bounces up to us.
“Guys! I heard about the auction.” She sidles toward me and slings an arm around my shoulders as I force a smile up at her.
“How did you hear about that?” Owen muses.
“No prizes for guessing, Georgia-Blue?” Beau rolls his eyes.
“Uh-huh,” Dolly confirms brightly.
I’m officially going to kill my sister.
“Now, now Dolly. No manhandling the merch until auction day.” Owen wags a finger.
She grins with her hands on her hips. Her long blonde hair is almost white and her hot pink nails are what I would call talons. How the fuck does she do facials or whatever shit she does at the beauty salon with those things?
Luckily, I will never have to find out.
