not stuck to Brody. They were, in fact, focused only on Trevor.
After a minute of all three just staring at one another, Trevor finally asked, “I’m sorry, were you talking to me?”
“Indeed. I was asking if you have someone special in your life?” Reed asked again in his rich deep voice, his brow arched in question.
“No, not at all. There’s nothing like that in my life.” Trevor shook his head, a grin spreading across his lips at the brutal honesty of his answer. He didn’t try to sugar coat it at all. Brody chose then to step back, once again blocking Trevor’s view of Reed. Brody motioned for the bartender, requesting another beer, and stayed right there between them. Trevor looked around his friend as Reed stood, picking up his glass and the bottle of champagne. Reed circled completely around Brody and took a seat on the empty barstool on Trevor’s other side. Reed took Trevor’s glass from his hand, topped it off with a little more champagne, and handed it back with a wink.
“This is much better. Don’t you agree? It’s easier to chat when I can see your handsome face.”
Just then, before Trevor could recover from his shock, an announcement introducing the new couple sounded overhead. Both Reed and Trevor stood, placing their Champagne flutes on the bar to begin clapping. Rylie and Elise moved to the front of the room. Rylie took the microphone, saying a few simple but heartfelt words of thanks. After a moment, Rylie called his family to the front with him.
Reed turned to Trevor, looking somewhat disappointed. His sexy grin spread across his lips and Trevor watched the movement, his heart reacting with a strong lurch. “Looks like I’m needed. Too bad, I would love to find out what you enjoy doing in your free time.” Reed held out his hand. Trevor hesitated before taking it. His pulse hammered wildly, and the contact of Reed’s warm skin sent electrically charged impulses up his arm. He was really afraid his hand might be trembling in Reed’s grasp. No one but Brody ever brought these feelings out in him. And never did Trevor ever experience anything this strong before. He knew without question Brody never stunned him like Reed just did. The hand shake lasted a moment or two longer than appropriate.
“It’s been a pleasure speaking with you, Trevor,” Reed said. Trevor pulled his hand away to find Reed discreetly slipped him a business card. “I’m looking forward to finishing our conversation soon. Perhaps over a nice dinner.” Finally, after an extended minute, Reed turned from him and crossed the room to join his family.
“What a jerk,” Brody started in, muttering. “I can’t believe he’s the beloved brother Rylie talks about all the fucking time. What an ass.”
Trevor almost laughed. He completely forgot Brody was standing next to him. Without question, he knew his best friend wasn’t used to getting shut down this quickly into the game. He eyed Brody for a split second, but turned back to watch Reed.
“I didn’t see that at all,” Trevor said, giving a slight smile, keeping his gaze on the sway of Reed’s perfect ass as he walked away.
“Whatever. You want a pompous dick like that, go for it. I’ll stick with the decent people.” Brody turned, grabbing his beer, before stalking away. Trevor just stood, stunned, looking down at the business card in his hand. Reed Kensington, Attorney at Law. He lifted the card to his nose, inhaling deeply. The card smelled of Reed’s cologne. Biting his lip, Trevor thought of Reed’s sexy smile one last time. He dropped the card inside his wallet, and took his seat again at the bar. Hopefully, he would run into Reed Kensington at Rylie’s bachelor party tomorrow night.
Chapter Three
Twenty four hours later, Trevor swayed on his feet with a grin on his lips. Bringing his near empty Corona up, he drained the bottle in one long swig. The movement caused him to take a small step backward, trying to maintain his balance. Trevor was drunk.