Fleeting (Nash Brothers Book 1) by Carrie Aarons

Author:Carrie Aarons [Aarons, Carrie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Published: 2019-03-12T04:00:00+00:00

22

Keaton

“No fucking in the bar!”

Fletcher’s annoying fucking voice interrupts my tongue from entering Presley’s mouth, and when I pull back, I’m mesmerized by the desire-filled green pools swimming before me.

“Nice to see you, big bro.” He claps a hand over my shoulder, hard.

Turning, I watch as he sways in front of me. He’s wasted, and I’m both pissed at my other brothers and surprised Gerry hasn’t thrown him out of here yet.

“You should get him home.” My disdain is made clear to Forrest.

I don’t want to deal with Fletch tonight. For one, I wasn’t even supposed to come out. I’d been watching the game, waiting for texts from Presley, trying to leave her alone. And for two, now that I was here, the only thing I wanted to do was take my girl home and give her exactly what her eyes were signaling to me.

She was going to let me have all of her tonight, I could feel it in the air.

“Don’t come in here and piss on our party. We were all having a great time. That is, until Lily scurried off like a scared mouse. Big bad wolf Bowen sent her running.” He cackles, and everyone else in the group looks uncomfortable.

Forrest slugs an arm around his twin’s shoulder and steers him away from the bar. “Let’s go get some air.”

Fletcher protests as they walk outside but follows anyway.

“Sorry you had to see that.” I turn back to Presley. “I hope he wasn’t too obnoxious.”

She shrugs, smiling. “All is forgotten. I’m just glad you came down here. Thank you for giving me my space, though.”

“Oh, get on with it, already. We got her for two drinks, now you can take her to bone town.” Penelope rolls her eyes. “At least one of us should be getting laid around here.”

Bowen chuckles. “Get out of here, man. Plus, you don’t want Gerry seeing you.”

Presley looks up quizzically at me, but it’s too late.

“Thought I told you not to come back in here.” The gruff harrumph of a voice is directed at me.

“Actually, you told my brother that.” I purposely hug Presley tighter to me, which doesn’t go unnoticed by the old man behind the bar.

“And yet, I’ve seen that drunk in here tonight.” His glare could fry eggs. “And who is this?”

Suddenly, I don’t want to tell him who Presley is. Even if he thinks his daughter did me a favor by leaving, I don’t want the shit that’s going to come with Gerry knowing my business.

“We were just leaving.” I grab Presley’s hand and nearly pull her off the barstool.

“Hey!” She swats at me until we get outside and I release her.

Being forceful with a woman is very unlike me, but the fight-or-flight instinct went off like an alarm bell in my head and I panicked.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” She rubs her hand, which I probably bruised.

“I’m sorry, here let me see …” I take it in mine, gently, and rub the skin there.

“Jeez, Keaton, you looked like you’d seen a ghost back there.

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