Page 16 of My Best Friend's Billionaire Brother
“The good old Summers legacy,” Turner says with a grin.
“Someone’s gotta keep it going.”
“Yeah, speaking of that,” Turner says, leaning forward, gripping his beer in hand. “How you planning on keeping that legacy going without a woman by your side?” He laughs. “Chloe says you don’t have a plus one to the wedding, and I know you don’t really date …”
I raise an eyebrow. “Since when have you cared about my dating life?”
“Since I’m marrying your sister andshecares about your dating life.”
I laugh. That’ll do it. I shrug. “Like you said, I don’t really date.”
Turner fixes me with a long, hard stare.
“What’s that look for?” I retort.
“What about that friend of Chloe’s? The cute, short one.”
My stomach lurches. “Josie?” Is it just me, or does my voice sound hoarse just saying her name? Shit.
“Yeah, the one you were totally enamored with the weekend of the bachelor party?”
My blood practically runs cold at this. Fuck. Turner noticed? Did other people notice?
That weekend was about a month ago now, and I haven’t seen Josie since. Sure, I’d fantasized about her more times than I care to admit, but there hasn’t been any reason for us to be around each other since then. And all I can think about is the wedding and getting to lay eyes on her.
But the fact that Turner is so casually calling me out? Heknew?
I suddenly realize I’ve been silent for too long when Turner chuckles. “Why don’t you make a move, man?” he asks me.
I debate denying his claims, but quickly come to the realization that it won’t do any good. Turner knows me well enough—obviously. I sigh. “She’s got a boyfriend,” I admit, grimacing at just the thought of him. I wonder what went down with Josie and him when she got back from the bachelorette weekend. Did he know that she ended up wearing that outfit he so staunchly disapproved of? I wonder if she put him in his place or simply tried to pacify him. Best case scenario is they got into a big fight that ended their relationship.
“Boyfriends can be switched out,” Turner simply replies.
This gets a laugh out of me. Always the optimist. “And she’s my sister’s best friend,” I add, as if that should stop me right in my tracks. Well, it hasn’t stopped me fromthinkingabout the unspeakable things I want to do to her, that’s for sure.
“I’m marrying my best friend’s sister,” Turner says, throwing his hands in the air.
Okay. I guess he’s got me there. “Well, uh …” I don’t usually find myself at a loss for words, but here we are.
“So what I’m hearing is you have no excuse,” Turner presses.
I avoid eye contact, taking a deliberately slow sip of my beer. God, he can be a prick when he wants to be. Since when does he care about the women I date? Ordon’tdate? Because let’s face it, I need to get Josie out of my system before the wedding rolls around. I don’t think I could handle seeing her in a fucking bridesmaid dress, her hair and makeup all done …
Fuck. I’m ready for another shower session just at the thought of it.
“Just think it over, man,” Turner continues when I don’t reply. “Don’t let her be the one who got away.”
Chapter 10
Josie
“I’ll take a vodka cranberry,” I yell over the loud music. The bartender nods and turns away to fix my drink. I lean on the bar as I wait, glancing over to the table on the far side of the room where Owen and a group of his friends are hanging out. It’s a high top with only a few chairs, so some of the guys are sitting, and others are standing around.
One of Owen’s friends, Luke, had gotten some great promotion at work, so he’d invited all the guys out to celebrate. It’s a Friday night, and Owen and I’d had plans for a date night, but I didn’t mind rescheduling it to celebrate his friend.
This bar is a bit on the rowdy side. Loud music, bright lights. It kind of reminds me of the bars we went to in Vegas.
“Here you go,” the bartender calls, handing me my drink. I give him my card, opting to not leave a tab open. I don’t know how much I really want to drink tonight. After the hangover in Vegas after that night at the strip club, I don’t want to venture anywhere near that again.
