Page 9 of Accidentally Amy

“Do I want to know what armpit jail is?” Chloe asked me quietly.

“No, you don’t, and it’s exactly what it sounds like,” I told her, picking up my pint glass. “If AJ was bugging us, Jason would subject him to punishment in the form of his nose being held against Jason’s armpit.”

“It was so much worse than it sounds,” AJ said. “He’d yell, ‘Armpit jail!’ as loud as he could, over and over again, and I swear to God I couldtastethe smell of those pits.”

“That is so disgusting,” Chloe said, shaking her head. “Yet absolutely unsurprising. How did you live with these two animals, Blake?”

“Mommy always saved him,” Jason said matter-of-factly while tearing into a wing.

“Every time,” I agreed, shrugging. “I was her favorite.”

“Only because you’re the baby,” AJ said. “Fucking Blakey.”

That sent my brothers into a loud argument about who was the second favorite, but I lost interest because I caught a glimpse of a dark-haired woman at the bar. It wasn’ther, but it reminded me of her.

Amy slash Isabella.

Talk about a disappointment. Not that I was looking for anything relationship-shaped with some stranger I met at Scooter’s, but she’d seemedinterestingto me when I hadn’t beeninterestedin a very long time.

Until she’d revealed herself to be an adorably interesting liar.

I still couldn’t believe she’d looked me in the face and mouthed the wordnope.Like, who did that?

“Who’s that?” I heard from behind me, and when I turned around, I saw Kylie, Jason’s wife, approaching the table. She nodded toward the dark-haired woman I’d been unknowingly staring at while thinking of Amy—no, Isabella. “You like her?”

Kylie was…Kylie.Perfect for my brother. Strong, independent, hilarious, and very much like she’d been born into our noisy family.

“Nope,” I said, reaching for my beer. “She just reminded me of someone.”

“Yeah, well, I want to know who.” Kylie sat down besideme, not even pausing to engage with my brothers as she reached over and snagged one of my fries. “Because you haven’t even looked at a woman since Skye.”

“I have, too,” I said. “I’m looking atyou, aren’t I?”

“Gross,” she replied, rolling her eyes as she popped the french fry into her mouth. “You know what I mean.”

“Yeah,” I agreed, appreciating that she was always looking out for me, even if I didn’t want her to be. “But I’m good, Ky.”

I’d been officially single for six months, and it was absolutely true that I hadn’t noticed a woman since the breakup with Skye.

Honestly, it was like she’d killed off my ability to care.

“I saw her at the gym last week,” Kylie said, her eyes on my face like she was searching for my reaction. “And she asked about you.”

“Yeah?” I said, genuinely unaffected. My love for Skye had died the minute she lied to my face, and I wished her nothing but the best.

“Who, Skye?” Jason drained his beer before saying, “You didn’t tell me that.”

“That’s because you’re obnoxious about her,” Kylie said, picking up a napkin and handing it to him. “Your chin.”

“Thanks,” he said, wiping his beard. “And she was a lying asshole to my brother—she doesn’t deserve to know how he’s doing. Shedeservesmy obnoxiousness.”

“I don’t like her, either,” Kylie said, pointing to the spot he was missing with the napkin. “But when you hear her name, you act like we’re discussing an ax murderer. She might be a liar, but she didn’t kill anyone, Jason.”

That made me snort, because it was true.

Jason and Skye had gotten along great until I told him what happened, and the minute he heard about her dishonesty, she became enemy number one.

Instantly dead to him.

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