My Vegas Groom (The Greene Family #3) - Piper Rayne Page 0,72

on a winning streak ever since.

“I can’t afford a bad Yelp review,” Mandi continues to argue about something I don’t care about. I’m only half paying attention.

“Oh, screw Yelp. Do you know I got a review that said I was wearing too many clothes on the boat?” Chevelle rolls her eyes and flicks her long blonde hair behind her shoulder.

“Shut up?” Posey’s mouth hangs open.

Chevelle nods. “There was this group of guys and they were rowdy and really annoying and probably a little embarrassed that not one of them could catch a fish. When we docked, one of them grabbed my ass.”

“And what did you do?” Mandi asks.

“I was about to throw him in the water, but Cam saw and took care of it.” She shrugs.

Oh, Cam. When will that guy ever admit to wanting my stepsister? He’s been Fisher’s best friend forever, and though Cam and Chevelle argue like siblings, I still think there’s an undercurrent of desire too.

“Then I yelled at him because I can fight my own battles. I certainly don’t need Cam to do it for me.”

“What did Cam say?” Posey is clearly enthralled with the story. Must come with being a hairdresser. She gets gossip on the regular—not that she shares any with me for my show. She says it would be bad for business.

“He said Fisher would kick his ass if he knew he saw what happened and didn’t do anything. So now I have a one-star review. Yelp took down the remark about the clothes but kept the star there. I fucking hate Yelp.” Chevelle picks up a fry and dips it into her ranch dressing before popping it in her mouth. “Anyway, this is about Nikki. Carry on.”

I hold up my hand. There’s nothing more I can say. “I’m done. I should just go drink my sorrows away.”

“Where is my sister and who stole her pussy?” Posey asks, shocking all of us. We just stare at her for a minute. “You know how people say who took your balls for a man?”

The three of us nod.

“Gotcha,” I say.

“You don’t believe any of that. Logan’s a great guy, and he’s the one who came here looking for you. Remember that,” Posey says.

Posey has a point. I need to keep reminding myself of that fact if we’re going to get through these weeks without one another. It might still be early days for us, but I need to believe in what Logan and I share.

“What did Dad say when you talked to him?” Mandi asks. She’s the peacekeeper in our family, so she’s the one who talks to Dad more than any of us.

“He wanted tickets to the fight. Which reminds me…” I pull out my phone and send Logan my dad’s phone number for him to pass on to Vince to arrange the tickets. This way I don’t have to be involved in any of it.

Logan doesn’t respond right away, and I sigh. That’s been the norm since he returned to Vegas. Even our nightly conversations often consist of him dozing off from being so tired. Last night, I told him I had to do more research on Gavin Price so he could just go to bed and wouldn’t feel bad about not having a lengthy conversation with me.

“Let’s go out and do something fun!” Posey says.

“I prefer to wallow,” I say.

Chevelle throws a fry at me. “Posey’s right. We need to get you out. The press has all left since they think you’re broken up, so we’re free to do what we want.”

“I have to work.” Mandi slides out from the table to greet a few guests.

“I need to put some more work into the podcast. I bet Molly will go with you.”

Chevelle pulls out her phone and starts texting. “You’re honestly a bore, Nik.”

I stick out my tongue and we both laugh.

“Holy shit!” Posey says, eyeing the door. I move to turn my head, but she grabs my arm. “No.”

“What is it?”

“Gavin Price is here,” Posey says.

Chevelle’s head flings up in the air. “The Gavin Price?”

I turn around, and sure enough, it is him and he’s talking with Mandi.

Gavin Price is a famous child star. He was the main character in the most popular teen drama while Posey and Chevelle were growing up, which is why their jaws are hanging open right now.

“He’s gotten so manly looking,” Posey says.

“He’s even better looking than before,” Chevelle chimes in.

He walks over to our table with Mandi and my two sisters stare but say