The annoyance in my tone wasn’t masked in the least.
Light brown eyes lifted from the phone, making contact with mine. “I’ll play the winner.”
“How are you going to know who won if you don’t pay attention to the game?”
“Drew,” came Gavin’s warning.
I lifted my hand up, walking toward Jared. “It helps to know the moves of the winner in order to obtain a victory over them.”
“Not everyone feels the need to win at everything as you do, Drew,” Jared snarled.
“I don’t feel the need to win. I simply win.”
“This isn’t a pissing contest, you two. If it were, Ethan would’ve already whipped his dick out.”
Ethan laughed in agreement. “I’m not ashamed of what my Momma gave me.”
“Drew, step back and make your shot,” Gavin warned.
“Six ball, right side pocket,” I stated, taking a step backward toward the table. I refused to take my eyes off Jared, enforcing that I knew what his game was all too well.
“Seriously, little brother. Chill.”
“Whatever,” I muttered, moving back into position. Unfortunately, my anger had the best of me and my cue clanked as it slammed into the cue ball, sending it spiraling into the closest pocket. “Fuck!” I extended my arm out to Gavin to take his turn, as I stepped away from the billiard table, making a point to return to the high top where my root beer rested and Jared remained seated.
Gavin walked around the table, analyzing each potential shot. He finally settled, placing the cue ball on the table and moved into position. “Twelve ball, right corner pocket,” he advised. A flawless shot ensued.
“What were the girls doing tonight that you wanted no part of, Gav?” I asked. My eyes strained to see what Jared was texting without being seen. How I wished I had my glasses with me that the moment.
“Preparing bird seed packets or something silly like that,” he grumbled, making his next shot.
“I thought Morgan decided on rose petals?”
“Fuck if I know. I’m only there for show. No one’s coming to this thing to see me anyway. Whatever she wants, she can have. As long as she’s happy, so am I.”
“She’s already got you trained,” Ethan sputtered into his bottle.
“You’re just jealous because you can’t land a hot, smart babe like I did.” Pride inflated Gavin’s chest.
Jared dropped the phone on to the table with a sly glance in my direction. “I bet Dr. Carter would love to know you called her a hot babe ,” he teased.
“Morgan knows she’s hot.” Gavin wiggled his brows. A slow smile bloomed across his face.
“There’s no denying that. I’d let her give me a prostate exam any day,” Ethan quipped.
“That’s my future bride you’re talking about! Besides, she a gynecologist, you sick bastard.”
“Who cares,” Jared persisted. “We know you love it when she plays doctor with you.”
“See ? You just proved my point. I’m sexier than you three fuckers combined,” Gavin goaded.
“How’s that?” I leaned back, eyeing Jared who was staring at his phone again.
“I have a gorgeous woman who’s not only about to marry me, but would fuck me senseless right now if I asked her. Enough said.”
Jared glanced away from his phone, rolling his eyes.
I placed my drink on the table and walked over to my brother, wrapping my arm around his shoulder. “Give it up, big brother. We both know that after a year of marriage, she’s never going to fuck you again.”
Jared jerked his head away from the phone. His lip curled in a snarl. “Just because you’re a divorce lawyer, doesn’t make you the expert on marriage.”
“Excuse me?” I demanded.
“There’s no excuse for you,” Jared sneered. “You go about acting like you’re king of the world with your perfect body and dimples, but you’re no better off than anyone else. Gavin’s lucky. He’s marrying a gorgeous woman that sees something in
Light brown eyes lifted from the phone, making contact with mine. “I’ll play the winner.”
“How are you going to know who won if you don’t pay attention to the game?”
“Drew,” came Gavin’s warning.
I lifted my hand up, walking toward Jared. “It helps to know the moves of the winner in order to obtain a victory over them.”
“Not everyone feels the need to win at everything as you do, Drew,” Jared snarled.
“I don’t feel the need to win. I simply win.”
“This isn’t a pissing contest, you two. If it were, Ethan would’ve already whipped his dick out.”
Ethan laughed in agreement. “I’m not ashamed of what my Momma gave me.”
“Drew, step back and make your shot,” Gavin warned.
“Six ball, right side pocket,” I stated, taking a step backward toward the table. I refused to take my eyes off Jared, enforcing that I knew what his game was all too well.
“Seriously, little brother. Chill.”
“Whatever,” I muttered, moving back into position. Unfortunately, my anger had the best of me and my cue clanked as it slammed into the cue ball, sending it spiraling into the closest pocket. “Fuck!” I extended my arm out to Gavin to take his turn, as I stepped away from the billiard table, making a point to return to the high top where my root beer rested and Jared remained seated.
Gavin walked around the table, analyzing each potential shot. He finally settled, placing the cue ball on the table and moved into position. “Twelve ball, right corner pocket,” he advised. A flawless shot ensued.
“What were the girls doing tonight that you wanted no part of, Gav?” I asked. My eyes strained to see what Jared was texting without being seen. How I wished I had my glasses with me that the moment.
“Preparing bird seed packets or something silly like that,” he grumbled, making his next shot.
“I thought Morgan decided on rose petals?”
“Fuck if I know. I’m only there for show. No one’s coming to this thing to see me anyway. Whatever she wants, she can have. As long as she’s happy, so am I.”
“She’s already got you trained,” Ethan sputtered into his bottle.
“You’re just jealous because you can’t land a hot, smart babe like I did.” Pride inflated Gavin’s chest.
Jared dropped the phone on to the table with a sly glance in my direction. “I bet Dr. Carter would love to know you called her a hot babe ,” he teased.
“Morgan knows she’s hot.” Gavin wiggled his brows. A slow smile bloomed across his face.
“There’s no denying that. I’d let her give me a prostate exam any day,” Ethan quipped.
“That’s my future bride you’re talking about! Besides, she a gynecologist, you sick bastard.”
“Who cares,” Jared persisted. “We know you love it when she plays doctor with you.”
“See ? You just proved my point. I’m sexier than you three fuckers combined,” Gavin goaded.
“How’s that?” I leaned back, eyeing Jared who was staring at his phone again.
“I have a gorgeous woman who’s not only about to marry me, but would fuck me senseless right now if I asked her. Enough said.”
Jared glanced away from his phone, rolling his eyes.
I placed my drink on the table and walked over to my brother, wrapping my arm around his shoulder. “Give it up, big brother. We both know that after a year of marriage, she’s never going to fuck you again.”
Jared jerked his head away from the phone. His lip curled in a snarl. “Just because you’re a divorce lawyer, doesn’t make you the expert on marriage.”
“Excuse me?” I demanded.
“There’s no excuse for you,” Jared sneered. “You go about acting like you’re king of the world with your perfect body and dimples, but you’re no better off than anyone else. Gavin’s lucky. He’s marrying a gorgeous woman that sees something in
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