CHAPTER NINE
TRAVIS
Goddammit.
The more she talks, the harder it becomes to hold my tongue. The moment I saw her with that piece-of-s**t Patrick, I immediately sobered up. Drew’s my best friend, and he’d punch me in a heartbeat if he knew what happened. I know if I had a little sister, I'd expect him to watch out for her, too. (Minus the sultry dancing, of course).
Viola is a lot of things—a royal pain in my ass, a filthy smart-mouth, and a damn Goody Two-shoes—but she's not a girl who recklessly gets wasted and agrees to go home with a guy she hardly knows. Even after all these years of giving her s**t and her giving it right back, I'd never let her leave with a guy like Patrick.
As she leans her limp body against mine, I try to find the willpower to behave myself. She might annoy th
