situated, we headed to lunch. On our way out the door, Piper asked if we could stop by and see Ellie and the baby. I would have told her no before the kidnapping. Ever since then though, things were different.
Ellie Davis popped into my life a few weeks after I discovered Isabella was engaged to that douche bag. Like Isabella, Ellie was a stunningly beautiful woman. The more I got to know her, the more I liked her, but that was just it. I liked her. She was gorgeous and so fucking sweet, but I didn’t feel the crazy chemistry I felt with Isabella. In the end, it didn’t matter because I fucked it all up by stringing both Ellie and Dana along. The worst part was I blamed it all on Ellie. Like Isabella, Ellie chose another man over me. I was pissed at Max for coming back into her life after so many years and expecting her to drop everything to be with him. Even more so, I was shocked when she actually did it. The guy had disappeared without a trace for five years and he brought nothing but trouble with him when he came back. I was sure Ellie was going to kick him to the curb, especially after he admitted he’d been screwing around during their time apart. Did she? Hell no. She let him knock her up and then married his ass. Shows how much I know.
It took the kidnapping and shooting for me to realize I wasn’t mad at Ellie and Max. I was just jealous. Ellie and I would have never worked out. Not because she wasn’t a great woman, she just wasn’t the woman for me… and I knew it.
“We don’t have to go by, if it makes you uncomfortable,” Piper said, interrupting my thoughts.
“No, I’m good. I need to talk to Max about something anyway.”
“Can I say something without you getting mad or shutting me down?” she hesitantly asked.
“Shoot.”
“Will you please not bring Dana to the party tonight?”
A few weeks ago, Dana tracked me down at work. She got in my face about how Piper and Gage were getting married and how it was time to take our relationship to the next level. The girl was nuts if she thought I would ever, in a million years, put a ring on her finger. The thought of inviting her tonight hadn’t even crossed my mind. Then again, Piper didn’t know this. Everyone probably assumed I was still sleeping with Dana, when, in fact, I couldn’t stand to be anywhere near her. I gave Piper an eyebrow raise, before returning my attention to the road. She apparently took this as a sign to keep talking.
“I don’t want to hurt your feelings or anything, but no one wants to be around her. It’s just…well…she’s a serious bitch, Dillon. No one gets what you see in her. I’ve told you all this before but you need to hear it again.” She slid her hand into mine and squeezed. “Aside from Gage, you are the best guy I know. Good guys deserve good women. She is not a good woman. She is a wretchedly horrible, skanky, hag-assed bitch.”
I couldn’t help but smile at her choice of words. “I love when you candy coat your feelings,” I teased.
She laughed. “Too harsh?”
“Just a little,” I responded, squeezing her hand back.
“Sorry, but it’s true.”
I knew it was true. Dana Harkins was not a nice person. After I went back for Isabella and found her fiancé instead, I drove home and drank myself into a stupor. I called up Dana while I was drunk and told her I wanted to see her. The second she showed up, I came to my senses and asked her to leave. To say she was angry is an understatement. Shortly after that, I met Ellie. Everybody thought I was fooling around with Dana while pursuing Ellie. I wasn’t. In fact, the night Max returned, I was out in the parking lot of Dragonfly telling Dana it was never going to happen with us. Of course, Ellie walked out while Dana was kissing me goodbye and assumed the worst. Dana took that as a sign to keep at me and the rest is history. We pulled into Max and Ellie’s driveway and I turned off the car.
“Are you okay with this?” Piper asked,
Ellie Davis popped into my life a few weeks after I discovered Isabella was engaged to that douche bag. Like Isabella, Ellie was a stunningly beautiful woman. The more I got to know her, the more I liked her, but that was just it. I liked her. She was gorgeous and so fucking sweet, but I didn’t feel the crazy chemistry I felt with Isabella. In the end, it didn’t matter because I fucked it all up by stringing both Ellie and Dana along. The worst part was I blamed it all on Ellie. Like Isabella, Ellie chose another man over me. I was pissed at Max for coming back into her life after so many years and expecting her to drop everything to be with him. Even more so, I was shocked when she actually did it. The guy had disappeared without a trace for five years and he brought nothing but trouble with him when he came back. I was sure Ellie was going to kick him to the curb, especially after he admitted he’d been screwing around during their time apart. Did she? Hell no. She let him knock her up and then married his ass. Shows how much I know.
It took the kidnapping and shooting for me to realize I wasn’t mad at Ellie and Max. I was just jealous. Ellie and I would have never worked out. Not because she wasn’t a great woman, she just wasn’t the woman for me… and I knew it.
“We don’t have to go by, if it makes you uncomfortable,” Piper said, interrupting my thoughts.
“No, I’m good. I need to talk to Max about something anyway.”
“Can I say something without you getting mad or shutting me down?” she hesitantly asked.
“Shoot.”
“Will you please not bring Dana to the party tonight?”
A few weeks ago, Dana tracked me down at work. She got in my face about how Piper and Gage were getting married and how it was time to take our relationship to the next level. The girl was nuts if she thought I would ever, in a million years, put a ring on her finger. The thought of inviting her tonight hadn’t even crossed my mind. Then again, Piper didn’t know this. Everyone probably assumed I was still sleeping with Dana, when, in fact, I couldn’t stand to be anywhere near her. I gave Piper an eyebrow raise, before returning my attention to the road. She apparently took this as a sign to keep talking.
“I don’t want to hurt your feelings or anything, but no one wants to be around her. It’s just…well…she’s a serious bitch, Dillon. No one gets what you see in her. I’ve told you all this before but you need to hear it again.” She slid her hand into mine and squeezed. “Aside from Gage, you are the best guy I know. Good guys deserve good women. She is not a good woman. She is a wretchedly horrible, skanky, hag-assed bitch.”
I couldn’t help but smile at her choice of words. “I love when you candy coat your feelings,” I teased.
She laughed. “Too harsh?”
“Just a little,” I responded, squeezing her hand back.
“Sorry, but it’s true.”
I knew it was true. Dana Harkins was not a nice person. After I went back for Isabella and found her fiancé instead, I drove home and drank myself into a stupor. I called up Dana while I was drunk and told her I wanted to see her. The second she showed up, I came to my senses and asked her to leave. To say she was angry is an understatement. Shortly after that, I met Ellie. Everybody thought I was fooling around with Dana while pursuing Ellie. I wasn’t. In fact, the night Max returned, I was out in the parking lot of Dragonfly telling Dana it was never going to happen with us. Of course, Ellie walked out while Dana was kissing me goodbye and assumed the worst. Dana took that as a sign to keep at me and the rest is history. We pulled into Max and Ellie’s driveway and I turned off the car.
“Are you okay with this?” Piper asked,
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