Page 13 of Mr. Big Mistake
“Girl. Are you fucking kidding me?” Roxy asked.
I looked up at Karina with wide eyes. “If you were trying to keep yours and Zane’s sex life on the down-low, you have officially failed that test.”
Karina blushed furiously. “Just don’t tell him, okay?”
Roxy squealed so loud I thought the roof would burst off the club.
“I’m asking you for all of the details later. But, right now? We focus on Kelly.”
I rolled my eyes. “Lucky me.”
The girls continued to talk over me as I plastered on the best smile I could. But, the truth of the matter was that I was panicking. Hardcore, hands down, flat-out panicking. My hands trembled so much I tucked them between my legs. I felt the hairs on the nape of my neck standing on end as if there were danger afoot. My eyes locked with one of the exit signs, and I wondered if I could slip away. If I could silently get myself out of the scenario and flag myself a cab to go home.
Then, that scent passed by me again.
I looked up, expecting to see Clint. But instead, I saw Brenden, and it clicked. That cologne. That scent. I knew exactly where I had smelled it before.
Clint was wearing his brother’s cologne.
The smell of home.
I watched Brenden walk over to Zane and Clint as they stood off to the side by the balcony. With a drink in his hand, he brought it to his lips as Zane talked their ears off about something. Clint was stoic the entire time. Not once did he crack a smile or chuckle, or really even move. It was as if he were a statue.
Not Brenden, though.
His laughter filled my ears and brightened my heart. The movements of his body were entrancing, and I found myself staring at him. My fake smile slowly melted into a real one, and my cheeks began to hurt. The only time I ever smiled so much that it hurt was when I was around Brenden. It had been like that back in college, and it was still true to this day.
If I had to choose someone to do it with, I’d do it with him.
But, I knew my feelings would get in the way. Which would only lead to heartache, with the kind of player Brenden had become.
You’re about to sleep with his brother.
The thought terrified me. What would Brenden think of that? My hands began trembling more, and I squeezed my thighs to get them to stop. A cold chill washed over me, and I started shivering. I needed a coat, even though my feet were sweating. My body felt out of control. I felt out of control. And as the girls started giving me a pep talk that I hardly paid attention to, only one thing crossed my mind.
It’s not like Brenden cares about you anyway.
I sighed. “I need a drink.”
Roxy squeezed my shoulder. “One glass of liquid courage coming right up, beautiful.”
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Brenden
Iclapped Clint on the back. “Chattin’ up the girls already, I see.”
“Can you leave the man alone for a second?” Zane sighed.
“I did that when I went to get another whiskey. He’s had time to deal,” I told them both, sipping my drink.
Clint shook his head. “More like they were chatting me up.”
Zane quirked an eyebrow. “Oh?”
“What the hell does that mean?” He had my attention.
“They want me to take Kelly’s virginity.”
