Page 28 of Denim & Diamonds

“Okay…”

“And she’s smoking hot.”

My jaw clenched.

Trevor chuckled and pointed to my face. “You’re turning purple.”

“Is that what you made me come out here for? To bust my balls?”

“Well, yeah. But that’s not the only reason.”

“What do you want?”

Trevor put a hand on my shoulder. “I just wanted to remind you that ladies who wear sexy boots like that and carry designer handbags don’t stick around this small town for long.”

I frowned. It wasn’t what I wanted to hear, but he was just trying to look out for me after what had gone down with the last city woman I’d dated. So I nodded. “It’s fine. We’re just friends.”

“Oh really? So you wouldn’t mind if I went back inside and asked her out?”

I scowled.

Trevor laughed and opened the door to his truck. “That’s what I thought. But you enjoy the rest of your evening anyway.”

Back inside the bar, I found February cleaning up the poker table. “You don’t have to do that.”

“I don’t mind.” She stacked the poker chips inside their case. “Your brothers are great.”

“They’re pains in the asses.”

“It’s nice that you get together every month.”

“Elvin’s wife also hosts dinner every other Thursday.”

February smiled. “My only sister lives in California. It must be nice to have family around.”

“Sometimes. But don’t let them know I said that.” We finished cleaning up the table. “You want another prissy drink?”

She nibbled on her lip. “I should probably get going, too.”

She was right, yet somehow I couldn’t bring myself to tell her that. “Stay for one more.”

Our eyes met, and she was quiet for a long beat before nodding. “Okay. One more.”

I whipped up her fancy drink, poured a beer for myself, and we went and sat in a booth. I kept my eyes on her while she tasted the martini.

“What?” she asked.

“Nothing.”

“You weren’t just thinking about nothing. I saw the wheels in your head spinning. Tell me what’s on your mind.”

“I was just wondering who you hang out with like this at home in New York.”

“No one.” She shook her head. “I work late, often until midnight, and then go home to an overpriced empty apartment.” She smiled. “You want to know a secret?”

“What?”

“I don’t even have dishes in my kitchen cabinets.”

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