Page 101 of End Game

“You don’t need to hold back, Dollar Bills.” Gavin is teasing him. “She’s hot.”

The annoyance on Sienna’s face is obvious. “Don’t forget she used to date Nico.”

“Oh, I remember. She was wild.” Gav chuckles. “I’m guessing she still is.”

“Probably not the best topic to focus on right now,” I tell Gav, who completely ignores my warning.

“So tell us—are you with her or what?” he asks Frank.

Dollar glances in my direction, looking like he might shit his pants at any moment. “We are—casually seeing each other.”

“Keep it that way,” Gavin says with an approving nod. “No need to get serious with anyone right now.”

I want to stomp on my friend’s foot to get him to shut up, but I restrain myself.

“That’s terrible advice,” Sienna blurts.

Gavin tilts his head. They’re sitting directly across from each other, and I know Sienna planned it that way. He didn’t notice, though.

Or does Gav notice and not give a shit? Does he enjoy having Sienna follow him around like a fangirl? Does it feel good to him knowing that she’ll always have his back no matter what?

If he’s not interested in her, he needs to stop toying with her emotions. Full stop.

“I don’t see you in a steady relationship,” Gavin challenges her. “And hey, I figured you’d agree with me. You always agree with me.”

Oh God.

Dollar actually groans out loud. Ever and I share a look, seemingly always in sync when it comes to these situations.

“For once in my life, I’m definitely not agreeing with you.” Sienna grabs her steak knife and points it in Gav’s direction. “You’re an oblivious asshole.”

The chuckle dies on Gavin’s lips, his gaze going to me. “I thought Nico was the asshole tonight.”

“You’re all assholes.” Sienna points at every guy at the table with the knife, pausing on Coop. “Even you.”

“Me?” Coop rests his hand on his chest. “What the hell did I do?”

“You exist. You have dicks and a shitty attitude. You treat women like garbage, or worse, you ignore them completely, like they’re meaningless.” Sienna drops the knife, and it lands with a clatter onto her plate. She leaps to her feet, taking her wineglass with her. “Nico, I appreciate your apology. If you could just get your head out of your butt and realize there’s a pretty great woman sitting beside you who might change your life for the better—that would be perfect.”

I blink at her, my gaze finding Ever’s once more, but she looks away quickly, her cheeks pink.

“And if you could stop being so overprotective all the time, maybe I could find a little independence,” Sienna says to Coop, taking a big gulp from her glass, her attention shifting to Frank. “I’m not mad atyou, Dollar, but you gotta know that Portia is toxic as fuck and she will ruin you. Run while you can.”

All Dollar can do is blink at her.

“Then there’s you.” Sienna waves her glass in Gav’s general direction. “You’re blind. Or an egomaniac. Most likely a combination of both. You know how I feel, yet you still lead me on. As my dear old dad would say, Gavin, it’s time for you to shit or get off the pot.”

She raises her glass in a cheers gesture, polishes the rest of the contents off in one long swallow, and slams it down on the table before she turns on her heel and exits the kitchen.

The front door slams shut seconds later.

“Should I go after her?” Ever asks, pushing back her chair.

“No.” Coop shakes his head. “Someone else should.”

The table goes silent, which has been a common theme tonight. I thought my dinner was going to bring us together and we’d have a good time.

Things really veered offtrack from my original intentions.

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