Page 72 of Comeback
The woman thinks for a moment. “Doesn’t that makeyouhis sister?”
“No.” Sabrina shakes her head. “But I see how you could think that.”
Sabrina sticks out her hand. “I’m Sabrina.”
“Sharee.”
The two shake quickly and when Sabrina pulls her hand back, she steps in front of me with her arms crossed. Surprise makes my lips curl up. What the hell is she up to?
Sabrina turns her face to look back at me as she asks, “What are your intentions with Archer?”
I bark out a laugh.
“Umm…” Sharee looks at me and smiles like we’re in on the joke together but then glances at Sabrina who has not faltered in her body language.
“Oh, you’re serious,” Sharee says and clears her throat. “Well, I think he’s cute so worst-case scenario, some flirting over drinks and best-case scenario, he asks for my number.”
“That is a very good answer.” Sabrina’s brows crease as she lets her arms drop to her sides. She turns to fully face me. “Women are a lot harder to scare off than men.”
I chuckle softly. Fuck, she’s funny. And pretty. And dammit I am trying hard not to go there but my brain and my body are both in sync on this. I want my best friend’s sister.
Sabrina turns back to Sharee and says something I don’t quite catch because my attention is on her ass and her red hair falling down her back and how if I stepped up just a few inches closer, she’d be pressed against me.
This time when Sabrina faces me, she doesn’t have that same sassy and fun look on her face. Maybe it’s hopeful thinking but I swear there’s a hint of sadness in her expression.
She takes a step to leave. “Have fun, roomie.”
I buy Sharee a drink and we sit and chat for a while. She’s nice, beautiful, and leaves no room for doubt that she’s into me.
“I should get home,” she says, checking the time on her phone. “I really enjoyed talking to you.”
“Yeah, same.” And I did. It kept my mind off Sabrina, if only for a short while.
I scan the bar now looking for her. The last time I saw her, she was playing pool with Tripp. I find my teammate talking to a woman I don’t recognize, but no Sabrina. Dammit. I stand, panic works its way through my veins. Did she leave already? Brogan and London are still here. Surely, they wouldn’t have let her go on her own or at the very least made sure she got home safe.
Sharee stands and places some cash in the tip jar. “I’d invite you to come with me, but something tells me this isn’t happening.”
She doesn’t look pissed, more resigned, which somehow makes me feel like an asshole.
“I really did enjoy talking to you, but there’s someone else.”
“A girlfriend?”
“No, nothing like that but I still wouldn’t feel right about it.”
She nods, scanning my face like she’s checking for the sincerity in my words. “Thanks for the drink. Good luck with the rest of the season.”
I tip my head to her as she walks off. I catch Tripp’s eye across the bar, and he lifts both brows in question as he takes in the scene. I ignore the ‘you’re an idiot’ look he gives me as I walk around the bar looking for Sabrina. I pull out my phone to text her, but I don’t know what to say.
Stopping by Brogan, I place one hand on his shoulder.
“Bestie!” he calls, eyes droopy from alcohol and mouth in a lazy smile.
London laughs. “I think it’s time to get you home.”
He looks at me. “She wants to get me naked.”
She laughs, not bothering to deny it. “Come on, big guy. Uber will be here in five. Are you coming Archer?”
