Gina was lining up another shot.
“Who?”
“That girl you just chased out of here.” She rolled her eyes and took the shot. Missed by a mile.
“She’s an old friend.”
“One you used to fuck?” Her mouth curved into what she probably thought was a seductive little pout.
It did nothing for him. Not today. “That’s none of your damn business.”
“You are such an asshole.” Gina wove her arms around his neck and pressed her voluptuous body against his. “Mmm. And if you weren’t so good in bed I’d be on to another guy by now.”
She’d been exactly what he’d wanted a few months ago. All tits and arse, fun in bed and with no commitment. But lately she’d been turning him off like a cheap perfume.
“Hey, if that’s what you want.” He threw it out there, knowing she wouldn’t bite, but almost hoping she would.
“I want you, babe. Though I’m kind of pissed we haven’t done it in almost a month.” She kissed him slow and deep, and lifted her head a minute later. “Come over after work tonight?”
Maybe a night with Gina would be good for clearing his mind—among other things. Sarah had twisted him up into a fucking emotional pretzel. She’d always had the ability to do that to him, and it had driven him nuts.
He needed to focus on someone else. Gina was probably the answer.
“I’ll see what I can do.” He stepped back, feeling his cell in his pocket start to buzz.
He dug out his phone as Kenzie walked by them, giving him a dirty look. Obviously she wasn’t a fan of Gina’s PDAs. He grinned at his sister and gave an overtly innocent shrug.
Seeing Colin’s number on his caller ID, Ian answered, “This must be important if you’re calling me from work.”
“It’s important.”
Where Ian’s tone had been a lazy drawl, his brother’s was curt and grim. Pretty damn uncommon for his twin, actually.
“What’s going on?” Ian moved away from Gina, lowering his voice.
“You’re aware that Sarah’s back on the isl—”
“Yes, I’m quite aware.” His words flattened. “Is that why you’ve called?”
“No. She’s been in an accident.”
Everything inside Ian turned to ice, and his chest went impossibly tight to where he could barely speak.
“She’s all right,” Colin continued. “Just a bit banged up. I’m going to try and talk her into going to the hospital just to get checked out. But I called because—”
“Where is she?” Ian was already walking toward the door.
“About four miles outside of Oak Harbor on Highway 20.”
“I’ll be there in five minutes.” He turned off the phone and dug into his pocket for his keys.
“Babe. What the hell?” Gina ran outside the pub after him, her mouth twisted in dismay. “You’re leaving me?”
“I have to go check on someone. Sorry, G.” He gave her a quick kiss, even though he still wasn’t feeling it.
“Someone?” She folded her arms across her large chest and cocked a brow. “As in this old friend again? Seriously?”
Shit, he should’ve realized Gina would’ve picked up on his over interest in Sarah.
“I’ll call you later,” he promised. “You know I want to see you.”
That last line might’ve been stretching it. If he admitted it, he’d only brought Gina here for lunch because he’d known it would needle at Sarah.
“You’d better call me.” She shook her head. “Because I got options, Ian. And you know it.”
Jesus, she was becoming much more work than play.
Not bothering to reply, he jumped into his car and left the pub.
Almost five minutes later, as promised, he pulled up to the accident scene. The Island County Sheriff’s cruiser was parked with lights flashing just behind Sarah’s vehicle. It had veered off the road and was pretty much making out with a tree.
Ian’s concern mounted as he climbed from his Camaro.
Right away he spotted Sarah. She and Colin stood next to her car, deep in discussion.
Her face was blotchy from tears and likely the airbag slamming
“Who?”
“That girl you just chased out of here.” She rolled her eyes and took the shot. Missed by a mile.
“She’s an old friend.”
“One you used to fuck?” Her mouth curved into what she probably thought was a seductive little pout.
It did nothing for him. Not today. “That’s none of your damn business.”
“You are such an asshole.” Gina wove her arms around his neck and pressed her voluptuous body against his. “Mmm. And if you weren’t so good in bed I’d be on to another guy by now.”
She’d been exactly what he’d wanted a few months ago. All tits and arse, fun in bed and with no commitment. But lately she’d been turning him off like a cheap perfume.
“Hey, if that’s what you want.” He threw it out there, knowing she wouldn’t bite, but almost hoping she would.
“I want you, babe. Though I’m kind of pissed we haven’t done it in almost a month.” She kissed him slow and deep, and lifted her head a minute later. “Come over after work tonight?”
Maybe a night with Gina would be good for clearing his mind—among other things. Sarah had twisted him up into a fucking emotional pretzel. She’d always had the ability to do that to him, and it had driven him nuts.
He needed to focus on someone else. Gina was probably the answer.
“I’ll see what I can do.” He stepped back, feeling his cell in his pocket start to buzz.
He dug out his phone as Kenzie walked by them, giving him a dirty look. Obviously she wasn’t a fan of Gina’s PDAs. He grinned at his sister and gave an overtly innocent shrug.
Seeing Colin’s number on his caller ID, Ian answered, “This must be important if you’re calling me from work.”
“It’s important.”
Where Ian’s tone had been a lazy drawl, his brother’s was curt and grim. Pretty damn uncommon for his twin, actually.
“What’s going on?” Ian moved away from Gina, lowering his voice.
“You’re aware that Sarah’s back on the isl—”
“Yes, I’m quite aware.” His words flattened. “Is that why you’ve called?”
“No. She’s been in an accident.”
Everything inside Ian turned to ice, and his chest went impossibly tight to where he could barely speak.
“She’s all right,” Colin continued. “Just a bit banged up. I’m going to try and talk her into going to the hospital just to get checked out. But I called because—”
“Where is she?” Ian was already walking toward the door.
“About four miles outside of Oak Harbor on Highway 20.”
“I’ll be there in five minutes.” He turned off the phone and dug into his pocket for his keys.
“Babe. What the hell?” Gina ran outside the pub after him, her mouth twisted in dismay. “You’re leaving me?”
“I have to go check on someone. Sorry, G.” He gave her a quick kiss, even though he still wasn’t feeling it.
“Someone?” She folded her arms across her large chest and cocked a brow. “As in this old friend again? Seriously?”
Shit, he should’ve realized Gina would’ve picked up on his over interest in Sarah.
“I’ll call you later,” he promised. “You know I want to see you.”
That last line might’ve been stretching it. If he admitted it, he’d only brought Gina here for lunch because he’d known it would needle at Sarah.
“You’d better call me.” She shook her head. “Because I got options, Ian. And you know it.”
Jesus, she was becoming much more work than play.
Not bothering to reply, he jumped into his car and left the pub.
Almost five minutes later, as promised, he pulled up to the accident scene. The Island County Sheriff’s cruiser was parked with lights flashing just behind Sarah’s vehicle. It had veered off the road and was pretty much making out with a tree.
Ian’s concern mounted as he climbed from his Camaro.
Right away he spotted Sarah. She and Colin stood next to her car, deep in discussion.
Her face was blotchy from tears and likely the airbag slamming
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