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simple ‘getting to know you’ questions. This one’s intense.”
Kelly leaned across the patio table, her blue eyes wide with interest. “What does it say?”
Evie looked at Calvin. “Highly virtuous, or slightly promiscuous?” Whispers were sent around the canopied porch. Her past with Tyler flared up in her memory like the stinging of a bee, seeping doubt and suspicion into her mind. “So which do you prefer, Calvin?”
He seemed to consider it, eyeing the several ladies seated at the round table among them. His magnetic gaze locked on Evie’s as he responded. “Virtuous.”
A few of the girls at the table gushed in oohs and ahs. One threw out a bitter yeah right . Evie held back her own comment, wanting to believe him, wondering if she could.
“Then you’ve got the right girl.” Kelly said to Calvin. “In fact, it’s a good thing you’re here. Evie’s virtue was nearly compromised in there tonight. She was being groped against her will.”
Evie crunched the melting ice cube in her mouth. “Hey, I held my own,” she said, offended.
Calvin rested an elbow onto the table, looking at Kelly. A menacing spark flared in his dark eyes. His words came out low and even. “Who was bothering her?”
Kelly shrugged. “Some guy, but Evie’s right. She put him in his place.”
He turned to her, anger tensing his brows. “What happened in there?”
Evie shrugged. “It’s a party with a bunch of drunk guys. He grabbed my butt. I pushed him away. That’s it.” She never would’ve pinned Calvin as the fighting type, but there was no need to get him all worked up. “Seriously. I’m fine.”
He seemed to relax, but only slightly, a disturbed frown pulling at the corners of his lips.
The mood lightened when Kelly spoke up and shared her tale of the clueless dancer. The one who’d been glued to her rear end. Calvin even laughed when he heard about the way Kelly told him off.
“Women put up with a lot, don’t they?” he said.
Kelly laughed. “That’s for sure.”
The patio door behind Evie slid open, and Calvin looked up. “Oh, here’s Parker,” he said. I want to introduce you.” He scooted his chair back and came to a stand.
Before Evie could turn around, she noticed Kelly’s eyes widen.
“What?” Evie mouthed.
“Ladies, this is my brother, Parker. Parker, this is Evie and her friend, Kelly.”
The first thing Evie saw as she spun around was Tyler. Great. Calvin’s brother is hanging out with my ex-boyfriend. That thought was wiped clean from her head as she eyed the handsome blond next to him, who was shaking hands with Kelly.
“Charmed,” Kelly said.
Parker took hold of Evie’s limp and lifeless hand as she came to a stand. “Hellooo, Evie,” he sang smoothly.
“Parker,” she forced out the word.
He leaned closely to her, a wry smile on his face, and spoke just loud enough for her to hear. “You can call me Jackass.”
Evie could hardly believe the groping perv was Calvin’s brother. She puzzled over whether she should tell Calvin they’d already met, in a way, but quickly decided against it. From the way Calvin spoke, he already had enough to worry about when it came to Parker; she certainly didn’t want to throw herself into the mix.
When she glanced back at Kelly, giving her the let’s pretend that didn’t happen look, Kelly flashed her a wink.
Evie put her hand on Calvin’s arm. “You mind if we go inside for a bit?”
He looked at her as if trying to dissect her request. “Sure. We’ll catch up with you guys in a bit,” he said, lifting his chin toward his brother.
Evie eyed Kelly on her way in, watched her pat the chair beside her. Parker slunk into the seat, the rest of the group joining them as well. “Let’s get to know you boys,” Kelly said, sliding her hand into the jar.
It was probably all in her head, but Evie was certain Tyler and Parker were sharing details with one another–talking about what a horrible prude she was. She
Kelly leaned across the patio table, her blue eyes wide with interest. “What does it say?”
Evie looked at Calvin. “Highly virtuous, or slightly promiscuous?” Whispers were sent around the canopied porch. Her past with Tyler flared up in her memory like the stinging of a bee, seeping doubt and suspicion into her mind. “So which do you prefer, Calvin?”
He seemed to consider it, eyeing the several ladies seated at the round table among them. His magnetic gaze locked on Evie’s as he responded. “Virtuous.”
A few of the girls at the table gushed in oohs and ahs. One threw out a bitter yeah right . Evie held back her own comment, wanting to believe him, wondering if she could.
“Then you’ve got the right girl.” Kelly said to Calvin. “In fact, it’s a good thing you’re here. Evie’s virtue was nearly compromised in there tonight. She was being groped against her will.”
Evie crunched the melting ice cube in her mouth. “Hey, I held my own,” she said, offended.
Calvin rested an elbow onto the table, looking at Kelly. A menacing spark flared in his dark eyes. His words came out low and even. “Who was bothering her?”
Kelly shrugged. “Some guy, but Evie’s right. She put him in his place.”
He turned to her, anger tensing his brows. “What happened in there?”
Evie shrugged. “It’s a party with a bunch of drunk guys. He grabbed my butt. I pushed him away. That’s it.” She never would’ve pinned Calvin as the fighting type, but there was no need to get him all worked up. “Seriously. I’m fine.”
He seemed to relax, but only slightly, a disturbed frown pulling at the corners of his lips.
The mood lightened when Kelly spoke up and shared her tale of the clueless dancer. The one who’d been glued to her rear end. Calvin even laughed when he heard about the way Kelly told him off.
“Women put up with a lot, don’t they?” he said.
Kelly laughed. “That’s for sure.”
The patio door behind Evie slid open, and Calvin looked up. “Oh, here’s Parker,” he said. I want to introduce you.” He scooted his chair back and came to a stand.
Before Evie could turn around, she noticed Kelly’s eyes widen.
“What?” Evie mouthed.
“Ladies, this is my brother, Parker. Parker, this is Evie and her friend, Kelly.”
The first thing Evie saw as she spun around was Tyler. Great. Calvin’s brother is hanging out with my ex-boyfriend. That thought was wiped clean from her head as she eyed the handsome blond next to him, who was shaking hands with Kelly.
“Charmed,” Kelly said.
Parker took hold of Evie’s limp and lifeless hand as she came to a stand. “Hellooo, Evie,” he sang smoothly.
“Parker,” she forced out the word.
He leaned closely to her, a wry smile on his face, and spoke just loud enough for her to hear. “You can call me Jackass.”
Evie could hardly believe the groping perv was Calvin’s brother. She puzzled over whether she should tell Calvin they’d already met, in a way, but quickly decided against it. From the way Calvin spoke, he already had enough to worry about when it came to Parker; she certainly didn’t want to throw herself into the mix.
When she glanced back at Kelly, giving her the let’s pretend that didn’t happen look, Kelly flashed her a wink.
Evie put her hand on Calvin’s arm. “You mind if we go inside for a bit?”
He looked at her as if trying to dissect her request. “Sure. We’ll catch up with you guys in a bit,” he said, lifting his chin toward his brother.
Evie eyed Kelly on her way in, watched her pat the chair beside her. Parker slunk into the seat, the rest of the group joining them as well. “Let’s get to know you boys,” Kelly said, sliding her hand into the jar.
It was probably all in her head, but Evie was certain Tyler and Parker were sharing details with one another–talking about what a horrible prude she was. She
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