“Because he had one thing on his mind.”
“I agree with Waylynn, but did anyone happen to notice how he looked at her and how he is currently watching her at the bar?” Corina stated. “Good thing Trevor is off tonight, because I can promise you he’d be all over that girl.”
Watching Cord, I noticed how he was still eyeing the Irish girl, his “competition.”
“Oh, this is going to be so much fun,” I said as I leaned back in my chair and watched Cord’s eyes follow her out the front door.
Corina and I looked at each other and grinned.
I’d never seen Cord watch a woman with as much intensity as he just did. Cord Parker had just met the game changer and the poor bastard didn’t even know it!
“Hey, isn’t that Jonathon on the dance floor?”
My heart dropped, and I spun in my chair. I swallowed hard as my eyes searched the crowd. When I found him, I quickly looked to see who he was dancing with.
“That’s Evie, Jonathon’s sister.”
“I didn’t realize he had a sister,” Corina stated.
“He has three sisters and two brothers.”
“She’s pretty.”
“Oh, hell. Once Trevor lays eyes on Evie, shit is going to hit the fan,” Steed said.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
Looking at me, Steed continued, “Once Trevor finds out who Evie’s brother is, he’s going to go after her. Tit for tat sort of thing.”
Mitchell and Tripp laughed while I glared at them.
“Um, no. Evie is off limits to Trevor and to you, Tripp.”
“Me? What makes you think I would go after her?”
“You have a dick, that’s what.”
Tripp nodded. “Reason enough.”
When Evie looked our way, she waved, pulling her brother with her as she ran over to the table.
“Hi, Waylynn! Here she is, Jon. It’s Waylynn.”
Giving me a warm smile, he replied, “I can see that, Evie. Thanks.”
“He’s been waiting for you to show up. Have you been here long?”
“Not very long.”
I couldn’t pull my eyes from Jonathon. He looked around the table and shook my brothers’ hands, then he gave Corina a hug.
“Mitchell, I’m in the mood for a dance!” Corina said. My brother took her hand and led her to the dance floor. Paxton was making her way back to the table.
“Well, Wade showed up and Amelia dropped me like a hot plate!”
Everyone chuckled. Kissing Steed, Paxton sat down next to him. “Hi Jonathon! I thought that was you on the dance floor.”
He tipped his hat toward Paxton. “Evening, Paxton.”
“Jonathon?”
Looking over, I found Bethany Lenard, Jonathon’s ex and the bitch who wrote that trash article. One quick sweep of her body, and I wanted to gag. She was dressed in a tight, short skirt with a shirt that showed her stomach and cleavage. This girl left nothing to the imagination.
“Hey, Beth. How’s it going?”
“Okay, I heard you were looking for me last night.”
My heart dropped. Did Jonathon get so upset with me he went in search of another woman?
I looked away, trying to keep the bile down my throat. How could he?
“No, I wasn’t looking for you. Sorry.”
“Are you sure? Cause my roommate said you stopped by last night. I was on a date.”
My eyes lifted to Tripp’s, and he shook his head. When I looked at Steed, he didn’t seem too bothered by the fact that Jonathon had left my house and went to this whore’s.
“Bethany, I didn’t stop by your place last night.”
Bethany’s gaze was bouncing from me to Jonathon. “That’s not what my roommate said.”
Jonathon laughed and shook his head, all the while my head pounding again. I went to look away when his words froze me in place. “I was at Waylynn’s all night, so I couldn’t possibly have been at your place.”
My eyes nearly popped out of my head. He was lying. Oh my God, did he think I was so drunk I wouldn’t remember him leaving? I stood up to call his ass out when Tripp grabbed my hand.
“Don’t.”
Looking at my brother with a confused expression, I asked, “What?”
Tripp moved into Corina’s seat and placed his mouth next to my ear. “Jonathon slept in his truck at your place all night so that he could check on you. He sent a text to let Steed know. We all ate breakfast together this morning at Mom and Dad’s.”
Relief washed over me. Then confusion. “How did she know we were fighting?” I asked in a hushed voice.
“That, I don’t know.”
When I turned around, Bethany was staring at Jonathon. “One of these days you’re going to get tired of her and come crawling back to me.”
Jonathon shook his head. “I highly doubt that. Enjoy your evening, Bethany.”
Bethany stomped off like a child who had just gotten her toy taken away. I stood up as Jonathon faced me.
“I guess I’ll be calling it a night. Night, y’all.” He tipped his hat at me and added, “Waylynn.”