And I couldn’t help but grin. She’d been completely normal around him when we hung out here with him and Ky two summers ago. But apparently, one steamy dream and a few amazing football games later, she was suddenly starstruck.
“Come on,” I said, nudging her lightly. “Let’s go say hi.”
We walked over to him, and when he saw us, Miles’s face lit up. “Hey, ladies,” he said, that easy smile of his lifting his lips, his voice as smooth as butter.
“Hi Miles,” Nora said, her voice coming out more breathy than usual.
Yeah…she had it bad. Crushing on one of her brother’s best friends.
“Nora and I were wondering if you’d be here tonight.” I grinned as I grabbed a plate. “Does your coach know you skipped town for some fun?”
“Not exactly,” he said, shooting us a flirtatious wink. And I instantly understood why he had millions of Instagram followers. The man was a walking dream. “And as long as no one rats me out and I’m at the airport on time tomorrow afternoon, he doesn’t need to know.”
Two other guys approached the island then, both with dark hair and nearly as tall as Miles. One of them slapped Miles on the back, whispering something in his ear that made Miles chuckle.
“Sorry, ladies,” Miles said, clearing his throat. “Have you met my friends?”
I looked up at the guy on the left, and my heart skipped a beat. No way. It was the bartender from The Garden.
What was he doing here? Was he one of Ky’s friends, or did he just happen to tag along with these guys?
“I know Bash, of course,” Nora said with a bright smile, seeming to recognize the guy in the middle first.
“Good to see you again, Nora,” Bash said with a grin. Then, glancing at me, he asked, “And who’s your friend?”
“This is Lucy,” Nora said, putting a hand on my shoulder blade. “My roommate and best friend.”
“Nice to meet you, Lucy.” Bash gave me a nod, and I wascaught off guard by how striking his eyes were—blue and clear behind the glasses he wore, standing out against his tanned skin and nearly black hair.
“And this is our friend Owen,” Miles added, nodding toward the bartender.
“We met you at The Garden, right?” Nora asked Owen.
“Yeah,” he said, his eyes flicking between Nora and me. “You two are friends with Theo, right?”
We both nodded.
“But you’re also friends with Ky?” Owen asked, looking like he was confused at how we’d know both guys.
“You could say that.” Nora smirked. “I mean, Ky and I fought all the time growing up, but well, he’s actually my brother.”
“Oh, really?” Owen’s eyebrows shot up. “I didn’t realize Ky had a sister.”
“That’s because he’s ashamed of me,” Nora said, but her smile gave away that she was just joking.
“And you’re Nora’s best friend?” Owen looked at me, his gaze lingering for a moment.
And man, if my body didn’t have the exact same reaction to him as it had on Sunday…
Geez. Those eyes of his. They were amazing.
But even though I felt slightly jittery under his stare, I thankfully managed to say, “Yes.” Then even added, “And how do you all know each other?” gesturing to the three guys.
“We all graduated high school together,” Miles said with a casual shrug. “Well, everyone except Owen since he’s old and graduated the year before us.”
Which would probably make Owen a year younger than my brother, Theo. Twenty-eight or twenty-nine…
Dang.I knew I’d been hoping the next guy I dated wouldbe a bit more emotionally mature than Josh. But seven years was a lot older than I’d expected for some reason.