“So, graduated, right?” Thank God for Jonas and his unparalleled ability to change the subject.
Sasha took a drink of her beer and set the bottle back on the table. She nodded. “It took a lot of work, but I’m glad it’s behind me.”
Jonas nodded, and Rian’s gaze was back on Michelle, who was currently bent over the bar. Her skirt was ridiculously short, so tiny that Sasha would see the crease where the cheeks of her ass met her thighs.
“Foreman, huh?”
Jonas leaned back in the chair and threw his arm over the back of it, grinning. God, she had forgotten how attractive he was. Well, not really, but he was older now, matured and rough around the edges.
The first few buttons of his shirt were undone, and the tanned, smooth flesh of his chest was visible. His muscular biceps strained against his shirt, and the arousal she thought had been buried deep inside of her rose to the surface.
“I graduated with a degree in business, so when this asshole asked me to work part-time as his foreman and the rest of the time keeping his books, I decided to grace him with my expertise.”
Rian flipped him off, but it was all in good humor. It really was like old times with the two of them messing around with each other. The only thing missing was Tanner. The urge to ask about Tanner was poised at the tip of her tongue.
Instead, she said, “That’s really great.” She looked down at her bottle and started pulling at the label. It came off easily enough due to the condensation, but now, she had a little pile of moist paper in front of her.
A glance up showed Rian still otherwise occupied staring at Michelle’s ass, but Jonas’s sole focus was on her. It wasn’t just any look. It was an expression she remembered Tanner giving her all those years ago as he pressed her against the side of his house. It was heated and filled with longing.
Sasha shifted in her seat, wondering if it was just her imagination and the insane arousal she had for Jonas that was making her see things. The longer she stared at him, the more she realized it wasn’t just her imagination.
Jonas lifted his eyes to something behind her, and the hair on the back of her neck prickled with awareness. She knew, without even looking, who approached. Because she couldn’t seem to help herself, or maybe she was just a masochist, Sasha looked over her shoulder.
A busty blonde wearing a tight dress was all but wrapped around Tanner. His head was bent, and he whispered something in her ear that made her giggle loudly. Tanner was bigger than she remembered, more muscular, just like his twin.
The t-shirt he wore molded to his hard body, and the loose fitting jeans hung low on his hips. He looked good and was coming right their way. She turned forward again and found her beer bottle very interesting.
“Yo, Jonas and Ria—” Tanner’s words cut off, and she felt him step beside her.
Lifting her head so she was looking right at him, she found Tanner staring down at her. His expression wasn’t one she could read, but shock had definitely passed across his face.
“Sasha.” The way he said her name was deep, low, and had her toes curling.
“Baby?” The blonde whined, and Tanner tore his gaze from Sasha and looked at the girl. “I’m thirsty.” She did a little jig against him. The movement caused her huge, obviously fake breasts to shake obscenely.
“Yeah, all right.” Tanner said it almost absently. “You guys good?” Sasha didn’t miss how he purposefully avoided her, but that was okay because the moment was uncomfortable as hell. Tanner and the woman headed to the bar.
“That Tanner’s flavor of the week?” Rian asked Jonas, and Sasha looked between them, finding herself on the edge of her seat waiting for the answer.
She’d heard the stories Rian told his buddies when he thought she wasn’t listening. She knew Tanner slept around. In fact, the three guys had been whorish to a point all through high school.
It bothered her back then, and of course, after she had given herself to Tanner, it had cut a lot deeper inside of her.
“Nah, he actually has been with Brianna for like a month. I think things are getting serious,” Jonas said while keeping his eyes on her.
She snorted, which was a bizarre reaction for her to have since she found this whole situation anything but amusing. Maybe it was a defense mechanism? Rian and Tanner both raised their eyebrows at her.
Fortunately, they didn’t question her reaction and continued talking.
“Well, compared to the random one-night stands he is used to having, I’d say a month is like a freaking lifetime.” Jonas lifted his glass to his mouth and took a long drink. The way his forearms flexed with unrestrained strength was a visual reminder of his masculinity.
She forced herself not to look behind her at Tanner and all his male prowess. The two of them together, in the same room, was ruining her panties.
“There room for two more here?” Tanner said as he stood by the table.
“Of course, man.” Rian stood and grabbed two more chairs. Sasha moved so she was positioned closer to Jonas.
Tanner took the chair closest to her. Sweat popped out along her neck at being sandwiched between the twins. The scent of their combined cologne swirled around her, and she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.