3
I place the pitcher of beer on the table, and one of the brothers starts pouring. You’d think since they’re the hosts tonight, they’d be buying me drinks. It’d be the gentlemanly thing to do. Though Chase never went to the bar without getting me one. So maybe that’s not a good sign about being a gentleman. I’ll get my own drinks from now on.
The one brother, Sammie, aka ‘some hair,’ tries to make conversation, asking me about my purse. Seriously, is that what Cosmo is telling men to talk about these days to get a woman interested? Get her talking about her accessories? No, thanks. Whit isn’t much of a distraction. She’s still on Cole’s lap even though there’s an open chair now. They’re in their new relationship bubble, and it’s about as annoying as the hangnail I’m picking at. I glance
