The Revenge Games Duet

“That’s the truth!”

“Uh-huh.” She grins. “God, what do I do?”

“Look, just have some wine and relax. You’re beautiful. Men love you. I mean, really, how good looking are we talking?”

She grabs my hand and drags me outside the room and to the top of the stairs, the void opens to the main foyer where partygoers stand around. She points to a man positioned in the corner, chatting with some other men. It doesn’t matter which one he is because the three of them are as hot as fuck.

The lighter-haired one is tall with a handsome face and sharp jaw—it’s like jaw porn. The darker-haired one is wearing glasses and is dressed in a plain white tee and jeans—totally glasses porn. The third one looks slightly older, dressed much smarter and looks like a model from a designer magazine—absolutely model porn.

We’re standing a fair distance away, but even from here, I can see he has lighter eyes similar to those of Logan. Great, more eye porn.

This party just got interesting. Now I understand her predicament.

“Oh... you’re so screwed,” I say without thinking.

“I told you,” she hisses. “What could be worse than this?”

“How about almost fucking your brother’s best friend only to be interrupted by a friend who’s hopelessly pining for her brother-in-law?”

She turns to face me, eyebrows raised, her eyes wide and full of shock. “I thought you guys were just flirting. You’re engaged.”

“Nope. Wes fucked two hookers while snorting crack and everything you see filmed is a lie.”

We both fall silent, staring into the crowd with heavy shoulders.

“We’re both screwed.”

“Yep,” I quip. “So, your brother-in-law?”

“Noah,” she corrects me. “His nickname is Mr. Rebound. Before he met my sister he was known for preying on broken women.”

“What’s new? Wesley does that now and he’s supposedly committed.”

She bumps my shoulder, laughing then quickly apologizes. “We should probably head back. Your camera crew look pissed off.”

“Will you be okay?”

“Yeah, I don’t know. I guess I have to go say hello.”

“I’ll come with you,” I offer. “You know, for moral support.”

She chuckles. “C’mon.”

We both step downstairs weaving in and out of the crowd until we’re standing beside Noah and his friends. I can see the awkward exchange between Scarlett and Noah, but move on as she introduces me.

“Haden Cooper runs the publishing house who published my book,” she says proudly of the man wearing the glasses. “Lex Edwards owns a few studios in town and his wife is also my lawyer.”

The older guy has these very green eyes, almost an emerald shade. It’s hard to concentrate and not be rude by staring at them.

“And Noah is my brother-in-law.”

“Nice to meet you all. I’m Emerson.”

Haden snickers. “Oh, we know who you are.”

I smile politely, holding back the flirtatious eye-batting. “Is that a good or a bad thing?”

Lex bows his head, hiding his smirk while Noah stands there mirroring Haden.