What the fuck?
“Dude, about time!” Liam shouts, and they all turn and stare at me.
“I was starting to think you bailed,” Brandon adds.
Swallowing, I stalk toward them and force a smile. “You assholes were taking forever. I was here ages ago,” I tell them, hoping my words are steady.
“Oh man, had I known you were so early, I would’ve told you to keep my sister company. She was early too,” Lennon says, snapping my attention to her. Then to Sophie sitting next to her.
Sister.
Oh my God.
Sophie is Lennon’s sister, and I just fucked her in the bar bathroom. Shit, I still have the taste of her on my tongue.
Feeling like a fucking douchebag, I don’t know what else to do besides reach my hand toward her and introduce myself. “Hey, I’m Mason.”
She sucks in her cheeks, eyes narrowing in on my hand that I’m sure she wants to fucking bite off, but then she flashes a slow, weary smile. “Nice to meet you, Mason. I’m Sophie.”
“Since she’s new in town and I’ve been spending so much time here, I figured it was time for y’all to meet,” Lennon explains giddily.
I pinch the back of my neck, wishing I could rub out the knot that’s starting to form. This is so fucking bad.
“Sophie’s a professional violinist,” Liam states proudly, but I already knew that. “Isn’t that badass?”
“Oh wow, really? That’s amazing,” I say, my throat going dry. “I’m gonna grab a beer. Be right back.” I excuse myself before any of them can say another word.
I ask Dan to get me a beer and a shot of whiskey. Just as I’m feeling the burn down my throat, Liam comes to my side.
“You fucked her, didn’t you?” he goads.
“Shut up, asshole.”
“Thatta boy.” Liam slaps a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell. Especially not Brandon.”
“There’s nothing to tell.” I take a sip of beer, hoping he can’t see through my lies.
“Oh really? So you didn’t just fuck his girlfriend’s sister?” He flashes a shit-eating grin, knowing damn well I did.
“I didn’t know she was Lennon’s sister,” I spit out. “Stop talking about it before I junk punch you.”
Liam scoffs, knowing he’s much larger than me. “Hey, I said your secret was safe with me. But that doesn’t mean she won’t tell Lennon.”
Shit, he’s right.
Brandon will kill me if he finds out. He loves Lennon so damn much that he’ll swing at anyone who threatens their relationship. Having sex with Sophie in a bar bathroom would definitely merit his ass-kicking. Once she tells Lennon, I’ll be painted as an asshole, and my past doesn’t help my case either. Brandon will inevitably find out, and our days of hanging out will be over. Lennon would hate me for using her sister and never want me around. If Brandon’s forced to pick between Lennon or the guys, I know he’d choose her. I haven’t gotten to see him as much since they’ve been together.
“So was she a fling of the past or more recent? Like…tonight?” He flashes a knowing smirk, one he’s perfected over the years. He’s such a dick.
“Are we gossiping about our sex lives now?” I deflect. “It’s none of your damn business.”
Liam raises his hand to get Dan’s attention and orders a couple of beers. “Well, if I guessed within thirty seconds, the rest of them will too.”
Groaning, I roll my eyes as I take another sip. Once he grabs his beers, Liam pauses before walking away. “Time to put on your poker face, Holt.”
Before I can respond, he heads back to the table, chuckling at my expense.
I am so fucked.
Chapter Two
Sophie
Lennon’s invited me to a party tonight, and considering she’s leaving for her senior year of college next week, I want to spend as much time with her as I can. However, the party is at Mason and Liam’s house, and that’s the last place I want to be after what happened last month.
Mason. Ugh. I feel like a fool, and he’s to blame.
After our strange greeting in front of everyone, we ended up getting a few minutes alone at the bar later while ordering drinks. Stupidly, I gave him my number, and he admitted he’s not “good with relationships.” I cracked a stupid joke about how I wasn’t asking him to marry me or anything, which only made things more weird.
“Sophie, I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt you. Your sister is dating my best friend, and Brandon will murder me if he found out. He knows I don’t do relationships anymore and will be pissed if he thinks it’d interfere with his relationship with Lennon. So I don’t think we should tell them and just try to be friends, considering I don’t think any of us are going anywhere.” He flashes a half smile, an attempt to soften the blow, but it doesn’t. This is what I get for falling for the devil himself and his sexy as hell good looks.