Page 27 of The Hearts We Fumble
The sound grates against me.
When he leans in closer, his hand casually resting on the bar beside her, something inside me snaps. My feet are already moving before I can talk myself out of it.
“Wyatt.”
Her head whips toward me, her eyes widening for a fraction of a second before narrowing into suspicion.
I flash a fake smile, playing it cool even as my pulse hammers against my ribs.
“I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
Her brows furrow and I can see the gears turning, trying to figure out what I’m doing.
“Why is that?”
I don’t answer her. Instead, I turn to the guy next to her, recognizing him now that I’m up close.
Luca Calloway.
One of the Eagles players—and if I’m not mistaken, another Alpha Nu douchebag.
Figures.
“You mind?” I ask, reaching for Wyatt’s forearm, my grip light but firm enough to make a point.
Calloway’s jaw tightens, and I see the moment he sizes me up, trying to decide whether he should push back.
“Actually, I do,” he says coolly, turning back to Wyatt. “Who is this guy to you?”
I grin, slow and deliberate, letting the irritation roll off me like it doesn’t matter.
“Her brother.”
Wyatt’s sharp inhale tells me I struck a nerve.
Calloway scoffs, reaching into his wallet and tossing a twenty on the bar.
“Yeah, sure you are, buddy.”
He turns back to Wyatt, completely dismissing me.
“Text me later, all right?”
He barely makes it two steps before I’ve already forgotten about him.
Because Wyatt is staring daggers at me, her grip tightening around the shot glass Kenny just set in front of her.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she hisses, sliding off her barstool. “Is this what I have to deal with from you now? If you think for one goddamn second—”
I cut her off, grabbing her wrist gently but firmly.
I push the glass toward her lips, my voice low and steady.
“Drink it.”
Wyatt’s nostrils flare, her gaze burning into mine as she throws back the shot, the amber liquid disappearing in one tilt of her throat.
The glass slams against the counter, her fingers tight around it before she releases it.
