Mr. Goodness. “Let’s go.”
I planted my feet, shaking my head.
It was about that time I heard Brody behind us talking to his brother, Denny. When I heard Tracey’s name mentioned, my ears perked up. I’m human; I’m nosy. I’ve accepted this. I saw Penny had done the same thing.
“I’m done, man! This shit’s embarrassing!”
Heads all around turned to take in Brody snarling at his brother. Denny leaned closer to say something in an undertone, too low to hear. Brody shoved him back, shouting, “I don’t give a fuck if she hears me!” His volume raised several decibels. “Every time we go to something like this, she gets drunk, starts hitting on every dude around! She’s cheated on me, she’s lied to me…I’m done.” Brody threw his plate in the trash.
“Brody—” Denny started.
“I’m leaving,” he snarled. “Tell her to get her own damn ride home.” He spun on his heel and stalked off, digging his keys out of his pocket.
There was a long silence as Denny stared after his brother. Then he walked in the other direction, shaking his head. As soon as he was out of sight, Penny muttered, “Should we be cheering? I mean, I know that was the Epic Breakup of the Golden Couple, but still…it friggin’ took him long enough.”
Most of the people here probably agreed.
Penny gave me a slight push and then walked past me toward Teagan. I took a deep breath, gathering courage, and followed her. My hands were trembling, and my throat was already closing up. But there was an empty seat across from Teagan; I should be safe from myself there. And when Zver raised his big eyes to mine, licked his chops, and began thumping his tail, I couldn’t help but grin.
Teagan looked up at me and smiled. No lie, I was about to melt into a cartoon-style puddle of goo. The never-ending blushes didn’t help.
“Hey, Teeg!” Penny exclaimed. I swear, she was never awkward or nervous. “Mind if we join you?”
Chewing, he nodded to the benches. I moved toward my safe-zone, but Penny cut me off and slid into my seat with a sly smirk.
“Penny!” What was this, an attempt to drown me in my own goo?
She kept her butt planted. Pinching off a piece of her hotdog bun and sticking it in her mouth, she said, “You can thank me later.”
Teagan was watching us, eyebrows slightly raised, taking a long draw on his beer. Catching my eye, he gave me a quick wink and patted the seat next to him. Penny beamed pure innocence at me.
“I don’t bite, you know,” Teagan joked, setting his bottle down.
I smiled weakly and carefully swung a leg over the seat, placing my plate of food on the table and sitting. I managed to avoid dumping my plate, but there was no way I’d be able to eat right now—not with these pigeons back in my stomach. I risked a glance at Teagan and saw he was watching me. I blushed and stared down at my plate. Yeah, the whole concept of food was going to make me sick.
Something tweaked my elbow. Teagan’s thumb and index finger were stroking my skin. His misty gray eyes caught mine, and in them were warmth…and amusement.
“You okay there?” He pulled his hand away and went back to eating.
“Yeah.” Wow. Great answer there, Ash. I cringed at my disinterested tone. I tried again. “I’m fine. I’m not used to this.” I waved my hand to indicate the gathering. “This isn’t my kind of thing.” I figured honesty was the best way to go. Judging by Penny’s subtle nod, she agreed.
Teagan’s lips quirked up. “It’s not really mine either,” he said, absently picking up his beer and twisting it around in his hands.
I frowned. He’d been talking to Connor’s friends, mingling, laughing, and joking with self-confidence. He was so self-assured—it was no wonder he’d caught Tracey’s eye. For him to say he wasn’t in his comfort zone…
He caught my look and chuckled. “What?”
“I’m just surprised.” I shrugged. “You seem so at ease, talking to people.”
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