stay with Evan, you’re really going to have to consider the ramifications of becoming a Bailey. Namely being related to that.”
I glanced over my shoulder. Logan came in with a girl I didn’t know on his arm. She wore a low-cut top and tight jeans. Dark hair loose around her shoulders. Lots of makeup. Pretty enough, but she had nothing on my girl.
“Oh my god, is that Dani?” Grace asked.
Cara’s mouth dropped open. “It is. What’s she doing here? And why is she with prince dickhead?”
“I have no idea.”
Grace waved and Logan brought his date—Dani, apparently—to our table.
“Hey, Dani,” Grace said. “I haven’t seen you in forever.”
Dani squealed and ran over to hug Grace and Cara. “You guys! I didn’t know you still lived here.”
Logan gaped at his date. “You know them?”
“Yeah, I did a semester at Tilikum College.”
“Look at you, hottie,” Cara said. “I love this top.”
“Thanks. I was feeling sassy.”
“What are you doing in Tilikum?” Grace asked.
“My aunt owns a little cabin by the river so I came out to recharge. Me time, you know? My boss has been a huge dick lately, so I needed a break.”
Cara touched Grace on the arm. “Boo, why don’t you scoot over so Dani can sit.”
“Good idea.” Grace nudged Asher so he’d move to the empty chair on his other side.
Dani took a seat across from Fiona. Logan’s face fell.
“Might as well sit,” Asher said, and I kicked out the chair next to me.
Logan slumped into the chair and narrowed his eyes at Cara.
Her lips twitched in the hint of a smile.
Grace was busy introducing Dani to Fiona.
“How do you know Logan?” Grace asked.
“Oh, we met at the Zany Zebra earlier. He struck up a conversation and asked me out tonight. I figured, why not?”
“Well, we won’t keep you,” Grace said. “I’m just so surprised to see you.”
“What do you want to drink?” Cara asked. “It’s on me.”
“Thanks, sweetie. I’d love a margarita, but I’ll come with you. Hey, remember shooting pool together in this place?”
“There’s a table open,” Cara said. “We should totally play.”
“That would be so fun,” Dani said, then turned to Logan. “You don’t mind, do you?”
Logan faked a smile. “No, go ahead.”
Grace gave Asher a quick kiss. “We’ll be back. Fiona, want to join us?”
I moved my arm off Fiona’s chair and winked at her. “Have fun.”
Fiona and Grace went to one of the pool tables while Cara and Dani headed for the bar.
Logan looked like he was ready to blow a gasket. His jaw hitched and his nostrils flared. “Is she fucking kidding me?”
“Looks like you lost your date,” Asher said. “Although, was she really a date or just your hookup for the night?”
“I was going to buy her a drink. That’s a date.”
I shook my head. “I’ll get you a beer.”
We spent the rest of our night having a few drinks and watching the girls play pool. It only took Logan about five minutes to stop pouting. We had a good time. Despite the shit show waiting for me back at home, it was nice to relax with my brothers for a while.
Watching Fiona’s ass when she bent over the pool table wasn’t bad either. In fact, it was the best part of my night.
35
Fiona
After the police finished gathering evidence in the shop and around Evan’s property, he doubled down on the Pontiac, working hard to get it finished in time. It had been badly damaged, but it was nothing a guy like Evan couldn’t fix, given the right parts and enough time.
Unfortunately, he didn’t have either of those things.
I thought a lot about calling my dad to confront him. Demand he tell me the truth and admit he’d had someone trash Evan’s shop.
But Jack had asked me not to contact him yet—to let the police do their job first.
And what did I expect my father to do? Be honest? Apologize? I had a feeling I’d only be setting myself up for disappointment.
I did, however, want to find a way to make it up to Evan.
When we took a close look at all the damage, the biggest problem was the convertible carriage. It was too broken to repair. He needed a replacement, but that wasn’t as simple as running down to the auto parts store and buying one. Or even wandering through someone’s wrecking yard. This was an extremely rare car, and for this type of restoration, it needed to be as authentic as possible.