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“She’s a pain in my ass,” I mutter, staring at her like she’s an enemy I need to watch out for.
He smirks. “How’s the new car?”
“She drove it here. Just don’t know how I’m going to convince her to keep it.”
He shrugs like this is an easy one. “Just tell her you traded it in.”
“Have you met Charlie? She doesn’t take anything from anyone.”
“She wouldn’t have made it out of town in that old thing.”
“Then maybe I should have let her keep it.” I blurt out and grunt painfully.
My brother’s lip turns up like he just won some bet. “I’ll go get your girl back for you.” He cracks his knuckles and I grip his arm.
“Don’t. Charlie is not my girl.”
Chase nods and tilts his head. “Then you don’t mind that.”
I turn my head, finding Charlie and Landon alone, walking away from the crowd. He towers over her like a fucking giant and I can feel my nostrils flare.
But I’m not an animal. Not some ram clashing horns to establish dominance. If I wanted ‘my girl’ I’d go directly to the source—my way.
17
On the drive home, Noah looks as angry as he was the last time he saw me that close with another man.
But this time…I’m okay with it.
Besides, it’s just his ego. Not jealousy. Not because of anything he feels for me.
He insisted on driving back. Muttering something about wanting to be home before dawn at the rate that I drive.
I didn’t mind since he hadn’t had a single drink all night while I had two sangrias.
We arrive at the house just after eleven, and it’s pitch-black outside. Only the moon and the dim lights around the house guide us to the front door. I hop out and lean against the car, listening to the rustle of the trees, the flow of the river, the near and far crickets.
It's so peaceful. I never stood out here long enough at night to appreciate how beautiful it is.
I must really be drunk.
Noah stands by the hood of the car, watching me. “I’ll be in in a minute,” I tell him.
He scoffs. "You don’t want to be out here.”
“Why not?”
“Umm…the critters, spider webs.”
I smirk at the inside joke that bonded us. “I’m not afraid of Charlotte’s Web.”
He cocks his head and looks around the space and laughs to himself. “Of course.”
“What?”
“You’re what. What the hell are you trying to prove?”
“By standing out here and admiring the view?”
