Semi-Sane by Isabel Jordan

Author:Isabel Jordan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Isabel Jordan
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Harper had told Nikolai the entire story of Violet’s history with Darren to prep him for this wedding. He’d listened carefully, but surely, either he or Harper had gotten something wrong.

Because on what planet could a douchebag like this get Violet to go out with him for a single date, let alone date her steadily for months? It didn’t make any damn sense.

Darren didn’t bother to even look in his direction, so Nikolai took the opportunity to size the bastard up.

He wasn’t that tall. Maybe 5’9” or so. Average build. Lean, but not muscular. Plain features. Nothing extraordinary at all. And his hair looked absolutely ridiculous. Nikolai wasn’t exactly up on trends in male fashion, but he didn’t imagine Caesar cuts were in style anywhere in the world at the moment.

And yet this doofus had seen Violet naked and Nikolai hadn’t. Was there no justice in the world?

“Bawhoosh!” Dalia called out. “Bawhoosh!”

Jeff groaned. “What now?”

Dalia pointed to Darren. “I’m trying to flush the turd! Bawhoosh!” She made a little flushing motion with her index and middle finger.

It took Nikolai a second or two to figure out that bawhoosh was Dalia’s drunken impression of a toilet. He couldn’t hold back a little chuckle.

“Don’t encourage her, man,” Jeff said, shoving another mug of coffee under his wife’s nose.

“Just ignore her,” Rose said with a sneer. “That’s what I try to do.”

Darren didn’t seem to have any trouble ignoring Dalia and Jeff. His full attention was centered on Violet. And her sexy little red dress, of course. What kind of asshole leers at his sister-in-law on his wedding day?

Violet didn’t waste time on pleasantries with Darren, Nikolai noticed. Instead of greeting or congratulating him, Violet just looped her arm through Nikolai’s and said, “Darren, this is Nikolai. Nikolai, this is Rose’s husband, Darren.”

Not “this is the loser who had me and was dumb enough to screw it all up and hurt me in the process,” but “Rose’s husband.” And she said it a tone that implied he’s her problem now, not mine, thank God. Nikolai liked that. It was good hearing absolutely no pain or longing in her voice as she addressed the—how did Harper say it?—twatwaffle.

If he thought Violet held even an inkling of warm feelings for Darren, Nikolai would most likely have to break the guy’s legs. Or maybe his arms and legs. Snapping his neck and spine would probably be overkill (so to speak), right?

Nikolai’s musings were interrupted when Darren shoved a hand in his direction. “Nice to meet you, man,” the idiot said with absolutely zero sincerity.

And not only was he not pleased to meet Nikolai, but his beady little eyes immediately shifted back to Violet’s cleavage after meeting Nikolai’s for a cursory moment.

Maybe snapping his neck and/or back wouldn’t be overkill after all.

Nikolai took Darren’s hand, silently praying the other man would be dumb enough to get aggressive with him. It didn’t take but a second for Darren to tighten his hand in what he probably thought was a crushing grip.

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