“I’m moving back to Austin.”
My eyes widened, and I couldn’t help but notice the hopeful look on his face.
“Tell me you’re still married to that damn job of yours, Charlie, and that you aren’t seeing anyone.”
Okay, so I wasn’t really ready to come out into the open with this, but here it went.
“Sorry, Blake. I’m seeing someone.”
His brows pulled in tight. “You’re dating someone? Who?”
My gaze drifted past him and landed on the man who still looked enraged. I walked over to Tucker and rested my hand on his chest, slightly giving him a tap to snap him out of whatever the hell craze he was in.
“Hey, you okay?” I said softly. My voice brought his eyes to mine and he relaxed. I had to admit I liked that Tucker was about to go all caveman on one of his best friends over me. It made my chest tighten and a strange feeling settle into the pit of my stomach. It wasn’t desire. It was more like …
Holy shit.
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.
I was head over heels in love with Tucker, and I had no idea what to do with this revelation.
It was Tucker who surprised me even more. Leaning in, he placed his hand on my lower back and pulled me closer. He kissed me so softly, yet passionately, on the lips. I had to steady myself when he pulled it away. It hadn’t even been that long of a kiss. More like a hey, I missed you today kind of kiss. Yet, it left me damn near breathless.
And it was him totally owning me in front of Blake, that much I was sure of.
“No fucking way. Y’all are together? You and Charlie? The woman you vowed to hate for all of eternity?”
I raised a brow and looked at him. “For all eternity, huh?”
Tucker grinned. “Don’t even play that card. Lily told me you said the same thing, and she told me all about the names you called me over the years. There was even mention about the little curse you tried to put on me one night while in New Orleans, if my memory serves me correctly.”
My face burned with embarrassment. “Hmm, maybe I should call that particular curse off of you.” I reached up on my tippy toes and whispered against his ear, “I rather like your dick these days, and it involved it falling off and shriveling up in front of your eyes.”
“You put a curse on my dick?” Tucker asked with a chuckle.
I nodded. “Yep.”
He pulled me in closer, and I could feel Blake’s eyes on us.
“I can’t believe the two of you are together. I thought that weekend was just a fluke.”
Tucker tensed in my arms, so I knew it was up to me to alter the course of this train wreck.
“Guess who is playing in Austin this weekend?” I asked, looking around to each of them.
“Who?” Nash asked, obviously grateful for the change of subject.
Blake continued to stare at me. He hadn’t changed much since the last time I saw him. Dark hair, same mysterious brown eyes, fit body. The only difference was the hint of the small tattoo peeking from under his shirt collar. I didn’t dare ask him about it. The less attention I gave him, the better it would be for everyone involved.
“The Foo Fighters,” I said with a wide grin. We’d gone and seen that band so many times during college.
“We’ve got to go see them!
” Nash declared with a roar of laughter.
“I’m down for it,” Blake said.
“Sorry, y’all. You’ll have to go without us. I’ve made plans this weekend for Charlie and me.”