Filthy Beautiful Lust. Kendall Ryan

tells me stories of all the extended relatives and friends of the family she met tonight.

      ‘I need your opinion on something,’ I say, wiping my hands on a cloth napkin.

      ‘Wow, Pace needs me for something…I feel honored,’ she says, grinning at me. ‘What is it?’

      ‘There’s a woman I’m interested in,’ I start.

      Footsteps behind me cause me to turn. It’s Colton, looking for his bride-to-be, no doubt.

      ‘As long as it’s not Kylie, go to town,’ he says.

      I hiss out a breath. ‘I like her, dude. What’s your problem?’ I’d intended to have a calm, rational conversation with Sophie. I already know my brother’s views on this, and it pisses me off.

      ‘She’s a single mom,’ Colton says, like I don’t know this fact.

      ‘I’m well aware. Do you think I missed the mini-human who was attached to her hip all night?’ I actually viewed him as a sort of bonus.

      Sophie’s watching all of this, her eyes whipping back and forth between us as she struggles to catch up. ‘Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, Colton,’ she says, placing her hand on his arm. ‘Pace is a nice guy. Kylie’s a sweet girl.’