Page 78 of Off Limits Mogul

“Shane, what are you doing here?”

His gaze drops to my tumbler. “I’m about to follow in your footsteps.”

“The only way to ring in the weekend.” I lift my tumbler.

He looks around before meeting my gaze. “Are you drinking alone or is Keira in the ladies’ room?”

“I’m here alone.”

“You left the pretty girl at home?” His bright blue eyes sparkle with curiosity.

“No, I found the pretty girl some girlfriends to hang out with.”

He furrows his eyebrows.

“Have a drink with me. I’ll tell you everything.”

He takes a seat and motions for the waiter to bring him what I’m drinking.

The waiter wastes no time pouring three fingers of exquisite whiskey before sliding the glass in front of my friend.

“Here’s to you spilling your guts.” Shane lifts his glass.

“Here’s to you being my sounding board.” I clink my glass with his.

“That sounds heavy.”

I nod. “You have no idea.”

We both take a long swig of our drinks.

Shane drops his tumbler on the bar top. “What’s weighing on your mind?”

“I’m fucked.” There’s no point in sugar coating it.

“Keira?”

“Keira.”

He laughs. “I could’ve told you that at the airport.”

My head jerks back from his admission. “What are you talking about?”

“The expression on your face as you were hugging her suggested there was a lot going on between you,” he says. “Is there?” Leave it to Shane to cut to the chase.

“It’s––”

“Don’t say it’s complicated. It’s a given. You wouldn’t be sitting here mulling things over if it wasn’t.”

“Fair enough. I won’t bullshit you.”

“I appreciate it,” he says. “Before we dive right into it, I have to ask. What happened to Keira? She looks nothing like she did before leaving LA.”

I tell him what I told Arianne.

“That explains it,” he says. “You have the hots for your best friend’s baby sister.”

My eyebrows lift to my forehead.