Lost Love (Cowboys and Angels #1)(38)

“Ohmygawd!” Corina said as she elbowed me ten times in excitement.

“What?” I asked.

“They’re here. Well, a few of them are. The Parker brothers.”

My breath stilled. “Who? Where?”

She laughed. “Don’t worry. I don’t see Steed. I only see Cord, Trevor, and Mitchell.”

I panicked. “How do you know it’s Mitchell and not Steed?”

She laughed. “Please. Yes they’re twins, but they wear their hair different and Mitchell is hot as hell.”

I huffed. “They’re all hot as hell.”

“Touché.”

We walked over to the bar, and it didn’t take long for the three of them to notice us. I got a polite smile from each, and Corina got heated stares. The kind that said they wanted to see her naked and bent over. Damn men.

“Hey, Paxton, Corina. How you ladies doing this evening?” Trevor asked while sliding two Bud Lights in front of us.

“Could be better,” I stated as Corina grinned.

“We are doing great! Totally in the mood for dancing,” she said as she drank her liquid courage.

Mitchell took that as his cue. “Then let’s go cut a rug.”

Corina’s eyes narrowed in confusion. It was cute how she was thrown off by some of the things folks said and did down here. Being from Chicago she was used to a fast and crazy lifestyle. Here in small town Texas things moved slower.

“Cut a rug?” she asked, her nose crinkled up. I couldn’t help but notice the way Mitchell smiled at her. Dear lord, don’t tell me he is attracted to her. I may not have been around the family much the last ten years, but there was one thing I knew for a fact. Every Parker brother was a player. None of them were the least bit interested in settling down with one woman. I’d heard the rumors and even found myself listening to a few conversations in the coffee shop of some of the Parker men’s one night stands. They usually hooked up with tourists, but a few of the local women had been the flavor of the week a time or two.

But the way Mitchell was laughing with Corina had me second-guessing that stereotype. Maybe Mitchell was ready to set down his wild ways.

Mitchell took Corina’s hand. “It means let’s go dance, Corina from Chicago.”

Tipping my beer back, I watched them make their way to the dance floor, almost choking on my beer when I noticed how close Corina let Mitchell get. His knee was damn near in her vagina!

“Wow. Mitchell’s not wasting any time is he?” I said with a chuckle.

Trevor laughed. “She’s hot as hell, and I’m afraid she’s got Mitchell’s eye as well as Tripp’s.”

I glanced over to Cord. “Really?”

Trevor sighed. “Yeah, the two of them were arguing over her all the way back to the ranch. I was fucking sick of hearing about your friend by the time we got back.”

Resting my chin on my hand, I asked, “What were they arguing about?”

“Who got to go after her.”

“Seriously? Go after her? What does that even mean?”

“It means they both like her. So if they both like her, they have to figure out who is going to go after her and who isn’t. Brother code and all.”

I laughed. “Brother code? Seriously? Y’all have that?”

Trevor made a martini and gave me a serious face. “Fuck yes, we have that. Dicks before chicks, especially when the dicks are related.”

There was no way I could hide my smile even if I wanted to. “They do know I’ll kill them if either one of them hurts her. Corina’s not a stick and leave kind of girl. She doesn’t do random hook ups.”

Trevor smirked. “Yeah, I got that impression, and that’s the reason I backed out right away. Not worth it for me.”

“You’re still young.”

He winked. “Fuck yeah, I am and I like pussy way too much to settle with just one.”

I should have winced, but this was Trevor Parker. All the Parker boys talked that way. Even Steed. The countless times he’d whispered dirty things into my ear nearly drove me over the edge. Yet, at the same time they treated woman like princesses. Whether it was a girlfriend or a random hookup. At least, that’s what I had heard. They also spoiled their sisters and would die to protect them.

Oh yes, the Parker brothers were a rare breed. Smart, strong, sexy, and not afraid of anyone.

The guy next to me laughed, pulling me from my thoughts. Trevor set a drink in front of him and moved down the bar to help someone else.

The guy lifted his drink and drank it almost in one go. Narrowing my eyes, I tried to place him. I’d seen him before, but I couldn’t think where. He must have felt my stare because he turned to me. My cheeks heated, and I gave him a polite grin.