Move, Cody.
I don’t know why I want to see her, but I do. I want to see the face behind the talent. The face responsible for Brandon’s humiliation. The face of a girl who wears heels with bows and pukes when she’s scared.
“Is Brandon still here?” she asks.
Cody wraps his arm around her, and the single click of her heel on the tiled floor tells me he pulled her closer.
That’s interesting.
My brothers don’t usually date, but his hold on Mia clearly shows she’s more than just another fuck. It’s in his stance—the protectiveness.
“Conor and Colt are trying to get rid of him. Don’t worry, even if he stays, I won’t let him anywhere near you, Bug.” He dips his head, and though I only see his back, I know he stamped a kiss on her hair. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Move, Cody. Show me your girl.
As if he hears my screaming mind, he lets go of Mia to fetch the wine, and finally,finally,I see her.
She looks like a senior... in fucking high school. Her white off-shoulder blouse is tucked into that layered tulle skirt sitting two inches over her knees.
It’s modest.
It’s girly.
It reminds me of candy floss, but somehow, it’s inappropriate because my mind runs wild, imagining everything she’s not showing.
She stands thirty feet away, yet her large eyes are so green the color is unmistakable. Skin like honey, small nose slightly upturned at the end, and those lips... natural, I can tell. Heart-shaped, bee-stung, so full it borders on ridiculous.
No fillers.
No makeup, either. Nothing. No lipstick, lip gloss, eyeshadow, or other stuff women use.
A soft glow of pink brightens her cheeks when she looks past Cody. She toys with her rings, tugging and twisting when our eyes lock. I have the urge to sayboojust towatch her flinch. She looks afraid of her own shadow but holds my gaze despite her cheeks growing hotter. It’s cute. I’m sure she’d rather let the ground swallow her whole.
“Hi.” A hint, barely a suggestion of a smile pulls at the corners of her pouty mouth before she bites her cheek to keep it in check. “Thank you for letting me finish.”
Words somehow fail me for the first time ever. I don’t know what to say...You’re welcome?No problem?
Nothing sounds right.
“You’re gorgeous,” comes out instead. I smirk internally when her lips part into an inaudibleoh.
Cody’s head snaps to me, a hard edge to his narrowed eyes. Yeah, I might’ve crossed a line, but fuck if that’s not true.
Mia shakes off the initial shock, using both hands as she tucks dirty-blonde strands behind her ears. “Um, thank you.”
“Don’t thank me.”
She blushes harder, tugging her bracelets, and shifts her attention to Cody when he catches her hand, interlocking their fingers.
“You ready? Six is probably growing impatient.” He waits for Mia to nod. “Good. Saybye.”
“Bye,” she mouths, following it with an awkward wave.
Cody leads her out of the room, sending me a warning glare full of threats as if he’s afraid I’ll drag Mia upstairs to fuck the shyness out of her system.
He should know better.
I don’t waste time with college girls. Pretty and tight as they are, they’re too young and too clingy.