Scarred: A New Adult Romance (The Anderson Brothers Series Book 1) by Marie Long Page B

they’ll most likely be talking to her about
me at some point. And I’d rather not be labelled the biggest asshole they’ve
ever met. I guess I have some time to spare before I split. “Okay,” I say,
nodding. “What do you guys want?”
    “Tequila
Sunrise for me,” Cherie says.
    “Me
too,” Bianca says.
    “I’ll
do a Malibu,” Alexis says.
    “Long
Island iced tea,” Trinity says.
    I
smile at Trinity, remembering that it’s also what Denise likes.
    Damn it!
    I
head to the bar, wave down a bartender, and order the drinks. As I wait, I turn
and people-watch again. Denise’s friends are still huddled in their little
group, occasionally stealing glances in my direction. I wave at them. They seem
like a good bunch of girls, but the more I stay around them, the more I think
about Denise.
    I
suddenly smell pears. She’s here! My
eyes dart left and right, searching eagerly. Then I spot the couple walking toward
the group of girls. They must’ve walked right past me while I was daydreaming.
    The
drinks all prepared, I skillfully carry the four glasses back to the waiting
group. I slow my steps as I near Denise, eyeing her from behind. She’s wearing
an oversized blue plaid top over black leggings, which shows off every bit of
those great legs, all the way up to the bottom of her beautifully round ass. I
reluctantly look from her to William, who has his arm draped around her
shoulders.
    Frowning,
I brush past them and deliver the drinks to the other girls. “Here you go,
ladies,” I say, trying to focus on them. But Denise’s pear smell is too
distracting.
    The
girls all fawn over me as they take their drinks.
    “Thanks,
Dominick. You’re a really good guy.” Cherie says.
    “No
problem,” I say.
    Denise
gasps behind me. “Dominick? What are you doing here?”
    Just
hearing her call my name makes me smile. I turn to her. “I should be asking you that,” I say with a bit of a laugh.
    William
rubs her shoulders, and I frown. “Taking my advice, I see, Dom.” He smirks.
    I
shoot him a glare. I just want one moment with him to break those fingers that
are touching her shoulders. “What advice? I came here to see my brother.”
    William
raises his eyebrows. “Your brother?”
    Trinity
beams. “Can you believe it? Dominick is DJ Kevitron’s brother!”
    “No
shit? Well, your brother is pretty damn good on those ones and twos,” William
says.
    I
stare coldly. “He’s all right.” My gaze drifts back to Denise. Her face is
slightly taut with concern, as if something is on her mind. Damn, I wish I
could talk to her.
    William
kisses her on the cheek. “Want something to drink, baby?”
    Denise
smiles slightly. “Sure. The usual.”
    “Okay.
Be back in a sec.”
    I
watch him make his way to the bar, and I turn back to Denise, who’s fixed on
the rest of her friends. My mind is crawling with so many questions. I don’t
even know where to begin.
    “So
how’s it going with you and William?” Alexis asks.
    I
keep quiet and listen.
    Denise
looks nervously at her girlfriends. There doesn’t seem to be a spark of
happiness in her eyes. “We’re all right.” She hesitates, glances to me, then
looks to her friends again. “Can we not talk about that here?”
    I
arch an eyebrow slightly. Is something going on with them? There’s so much I
want to ask her, but it’s probably none of my business.
    “Sorry.
I was just curious, you know?” Alexis says. “After he surprised you the other
night. It’s been what? Five years?”
    Denise
shakes her head firmly. “Please.”
    I
lick my lips. Something’s definitely going on. And I’m standing so close to
her, I’m about to go crazy that I can’t touch her. I look over my shoulder and
notice William returning with drinks. Sighing, I turn back to the girls. “I
think I’m gonna head out.”
    Trinity
gasps. “What? Already?” She grabs my arm, pulls me into her. “We didn’t even
dance.”
    I
stumble forward and look back at Denise guiltily. William