Dare to Tempt - Carly Phillips Page 0,65

one she used when in business mode.

A glance at Jaxon showed his face was flushed and Macy wondered what he’d done wrong.

“Let me talk to him,” Damon said and Evie immediately headed over to Damon’s mom, who stood with her gentleman friend.

“Come on, let’s go have a talk,” Damon said to his sibling but Bri shook her head.

“You’re not leaving me out of this. I’m his publicist and he’s damn well going to need one,” she insisted.

“Why?” Damon asked.

Jaxon opened his mouth to explain, when Bri chimed in first. “You know that chick he met at Allstars last night?”

“Yes?” Damon asked sounding wary.

Bri held up her phone and turned the screen towards Damon. “Look what just hit social media? It turns out she’s his general manager’s daughter, home from college for a long weekend.”

Oh my God, Macy thought. Jaxon had slept with his boss’ daughter. He was a partier and a player but she knew as a star pitcher, he cared about his career. What had he been thinking?

“Dude!” Damon shook his head in disbelief.

“She was twenty-one and legal!” Jaxon tried to justify his actions.

“That won’t make Brett Majors any happier with you,” Austin said, coming up beside them. Grabbing Bri’s cell, he watched the screen with a grimace. “Someone caught you two on a video grinding away while making out in the back hall of Allstars. And despite the fact that the owner demands discretion and privacy, the person leaked the video.”

Macy winced, actually feeling sorry for Jaxon and how he’d had his privacy invaded. True, he hadn’t been discreet but how awful must it be to have people watching your every move?

“And to say it has gone viral is an understatement. I’m getting notifications like crazy.” Bri continued to shoot daggers at her bad boy brother.

“Dammit, Jax when are you going to get your shit together?” Austin asked.

“Come on guys. You never know where the paparazzi or fans are going to be,” Damon said in an attempt to help his brother out.

“My point exactly!” Bri poked her finger at her brother.

“Not my point. I was saying cut him some slack.” Damon tried again to stand up for Jaxon.

Austin groaned. “We are not doing this here. Not today. Today is Damon and Evie’s celebration.” Always the head of the family, he took the lead and his siblings usually listened.

Glancing at Jaxon, he said, “I hope you’re prepared for a meeting with ownership because once they see this video you’re going to be in for it.”

Everyone, including Macy, winced at Austin’s furious tone.

After some more family discussion and murmuring quietly, Damon and Evie said their goodbyes, probably going home to enjoy their new found happiness, while Jaxon headed for the bar and asked for a drink.

Macy waited until Bri was alone and walked over to her friend. “Hey, are you okay?”

“If I kill my brother, will you bail me out of jail?” she asked, a wry smile on her face.

“If I can afford it, you know I will.” Macy laughed. “Is he in that much trouble?”

Austin joined them. “He is.”

“Because Jaxon is a manwhore,” Bri said, grasping the drink out of Austin’s hand and downing it all in one gulp.

“He needs to mature and settle down,” Austin said.

“As if any sane woman would marry him,” Bri muttered.

Macy chuckled. “Come on. I know you can’t see him this way but he is easy on the eyes.”

Bri made a gagging sound.

Macy kept an eye on Jaxon, who looked dejected, as everyone said their goodbyes. She wished she had some words of wisdom for him but Austin was right. He did need to pull himself together and act the part of a leader not a bad boy athlete.

A little while later, Macy left and headed home to her sister. She was twenty eight years old and a few years ago she’d lived in her own apartment. But when it became clear her father couldn’t handle raising Emma alone, Macy had moved back into her childhood house, a patio home in a residential neighborhood just north of Miami.

As she approached, a bright red Mazda Miata Macy didn’t recognize sat in the driveway, top down. If her sister had an older friend over, thinking Macy wouldn’t find out, she’d be in even more trouble than she was already in.

Macy pulled around the other car, opened the garage, parked and exited her vehicle. Letting herself inside, she walked through the laundry room area and into the kitchen, stopping short when she saw who sat with Emma