Misfit(136)
She glanced past him at the girl making her way toward them. Fee had been around beauty her entire life. Zoann was stunning. But the girl next to Cash was breathtaking. She seemed so familiar, but Fee couldn’t place where they’d met.
“Apparently, so are you, considering who you were cozied up to,” she replied just as the girl reached them.
The girl held out her hand and spoke, although Fee couldn’t process her words at the moment. All she focused on were the purple irises and long lashes. Her hair was dark, it was ebony.
“Are you okay, Fee?” Purple eyes asked hesitantly.
Fee blinked. “You know my name?”
“Why wouldn’t my little sister know your name?” Cash asked with a shit-eating smile.
“Your little…” Voice trailing off, Fee scowled at Cash. “Asshole.”
“I like her already.” Cash’s sister held out her hand again. “I’m Georgie, by the way. I introduced myself a minute ago, but I don’t think you heard me.”
Heat crept into Fee’s cheeks. Instead of answering, she clasped Georgie’s hand in her own, the huge amethyst on her finger grabbing Fee’s attention. “That’s a beautiful ring.”
Georgie beamed. “Thank you.”
She wasn’t sure if she should mention Stretch in front of Cash’s sister, so Fee searched for small talk, glaring at the wicked sparkle in Cash’s eyes. “I didn’t know he had a sister who lived in Missouri.”
“I don’t,” Cash responded.
“I live in Denver, with my husband and children,” Georgie explained.
“Oh! You look so young,” she blurted, then cringed at her foot-in-mouth. Trying to gauge what she should and shouldn’t say about Stretch had taken her manners away. “I’m sorry.”
“No need to apologize,” Georgie said quickly. “I’ll be twenty the month before Meggie turns twenty-three.”
“Since you seem to be the only person on the planet who doesn’t know this,” Cash said dryly. “Ever heard of Sloane Mason?”
“Of course I have. Who hasn’t?”
Cash downed whatever had been in his glass. “Georgie is Mrs. Sloane Mason.”
Fee gasped. Of course. Meggie’s friend. Cash’s sister. Of course she knew of Georgiana Mason. That’s why she looked so familiar.
“Sloane!” Georgie called, looking past Fee.
A moment later, superstar, Sloane Mason, sauntered next to his wife, rocking hoop earrings, a bandanna on his head, and the bluest, most swoon-worthy eyes Fee had ever seen.
“This is Cash’s girlfriend,” Georgie introduced between kisses. “Meggie’s sister-in-law.”
“Georgiana, fuck. I told you don’t announce my relationship with Fee,” Cash snapped.
“She did, McCall,” Sloane told him, with a lift of his brow. “So deal with it.”
Cash visibly gritted his teeth. “I love her too, you know? I wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. But if Outlaw was around, he’d hurt me.”
Sloane shrugged. “That’s between you, Outlaw, and your cock. Do not raise your voice to my wife.”
Georgie rolled her eyes. “We were waiting for Fee and Stretch before we came to the suite.”
Well, she did know about Stretch. What a difference between Cash’s family and Stretch’s.
“You didn’t have to come in search of me, Sloane.”
Hands on her waist, Sloane pulled Georgie against him, bending to kiss her again. “As a matter of fact, I did.”
“Stop staring at the motherfucker, Fee,” Cash grumbled. “You’ll bloat his ego a little more and trample mine.”
Georgie turned from Sloane and came to Fee, looping their arms. “She sees you every day. Besides, Sloane has that effect on women. Don’t hate.”
“Where are we going?” Fee asked as Georgie marched them out of the bar, unperturbed by the line of bodyguards.
Fee, however, was looking at the star-struck guests, listening to the squeals of women for Sloane, even some calls for Georgie the entire walk to the elevator. Once there, Georgie scowled at a bald-headed man who awaited them. His blue-green eyes narrowed.
“One fucking word, Kiln, and I’m knocking your fucking teeth in,” Sloane announced cheerfully.
“My mouth is closed,” Kiln responded. “Why would I say anything about you coming down here in search of Georgie, when one of us could’ve easily done so?”
“Because you’re a fucking asshole?” Georgie inquired, as the elevator dinged.
Kiln snickered and held his hand in front of the doors so the elevator wouldn’t close. “An asshole you couldn’t live without.”