Trent jumps behind Karli and London grabs my arm to pull me back, but I am a man on a mission.
“It was years ago! She wasn’t even your girlfriend.”
“She is now!” Something snaps in me, and I lunge for him. He was so mad I’d kidnapped him. But he’s not so innocent, is he? He darts away, but I chase him down. This is payback for the last month of heck he put me through.
“How about we call this even?” Trent calls over his shoulder.
“I’m still going to throw you in the pool,” I say, a split second before I jump on him, launching us both into the water. Something pops and slows our fall. The cool water takes the edge off my anger. But I still pop back up to the surface intent on dunking him a few times for good measure.
“Stop!” Trent splutters, pushing away from me. “Truce?”
“Yeah, man. Truce.” I shove the hair out of my eyes. “Still can’t believe you kissed her, though.”
Trent coughs. “Just once. Then she turned me down so kindly I couldn’t be mad at her.”
That sounds like my girl.
“Hey, Sean?”
I turn toward the edge of the pool where only Michael is standing. Everyone else has written this off as another one of my stunts. But it’s the last one. I promise.
Trent and I trudge out of the water. “Yeah?”
“Remember when you asked who was going to make a fool of themselves?”
I shake my hair out, shivering as I accept the towel he’s extending. “I know. Go ahead, sing some Taylor Swift to me. I’m the problem.” I grin at him. “Or do you want to sing some JB? I hear you’re a fan. I’d like to see that t-shirt—”
Michael’s narrowed eyes are the only indication I get before I’m shoved back into the pool.
I come up in time to hear Trent joke about Juliet’s loose lips. And ask if that’s why Michael married her.
Michael crosses his arms. “Should we talk about the chainmail, Trent? Is it a fetish or—”
And then Michael’s in the pool.
Chapter 29
London
Sean’sdriedoffanddressed in a fitted white t-shirt. I enjoyed the suit he was wearing before, but this look is no less attractive.
“Are you done playing in the pool?” I grin when he sits down by me on a bench. While he and his brothers were fighting, I ate dinner with Karli, Juliet, and Lennox who told me story after story about the brothers. I officially love their whole family.
“Unless you want to go for a dip?” He wraps an arm around me.
“I’m good. For now,” I grin. “Is Trent going to live to see another day?”
“Ah.” He scratches the scruff on his chin. “I wasn’t really mad.”
I arch a brow.
“Okay, I was a little, but mostly mad I never got the chance to kiss you back then.”
I purse my lips. “Would it help if I told you you’re a better kisser than him?”
A heat burns behind his eyes. “Immensely.”
“Well…” I reach up, leaving only an inch between our lips. “You’re not.”
