Touch Me (One Night with Sole Regret #4)(40)

Caitlyn and Kellen exchanged a look of agreement. Those girls had been pretty bad. Caitlyn wondered if Owen and Kellen had to deal with women like that on a regular basis. She supposed some guys would like that kind of girl; she suspected Owen might be one of them. If she hadn't been with him, she wondered if he would have gone off to join their party.

This time when they sat in the back of the limo, Kellen made sure to sit between them. "I'm in no mood to watch you two make out," he explained. "You can attack each other back at the hotel."

"Whose fault is it that you're in such a mood?" Owen said. "It's not our fault you didn't get laid. Again."

"I'm sure you could have picked up someone at the club," Caitlyn said.

Kellen ran a finger under his wrist cuff. "I went in there knowing I wasn't going to participate." 

"So why do you go to sex clubs if you aren't planning to have sex?" Caitlyn asked. Seemed like a strange place to hang out just for the hell of it.

Kellen stared at her for a solid minute before answering. He had the most hypnotizing eyes she'd ever encountered.

"Because Owen needed someone to accompany him."

"Whatever, dude," Owen said. "You don't have to torture yourself for my benefit."

"Next time you can go alone."

Owen shifted in his seat. "Yeah, fine, whatever. You're a drag anyway." When Kellen didn't respond to his insult, Owen said, "Gabe will go with me."

"Gabe has a relationship thing he's trying right now. He won't go with you."

"Then Shade … " Owen scowled. "Why did he have to hook up with Amanda anyway?"

"You really wouldn't go by yourself?" Caitlyn asked.

"I could," Owen said. "But then I wouldn't be able to prove that I scored the hottest woman in the place."

She chuckled. "You have a competitive streak unlike any I've ever encountered. Why do you care who knows who hooks up with you?"

Owen's smile faded, and he stared at his knees. After a moment, he shrugged. "No reason."

There had to be a reason. Maybe he didn't want Kellen to know. Or more likely, maybe he didn't want her to know.

"You might as well tell her," Kellen said. "Why you are the way you are."

"What way am I, Kelly? You're twice as fucked up as I am."

"I'm not going to argue that point."

"You can tell me," Caitlyn said. "If you want to."

Owen glanced at her. "I had hoped that we could hook up again at the hotel."

"Yeah, me too," she said, still not accustomed to his bluntness.

"He's afraid you'll tell him to take a hike, because he still doesn't get that he's not the same man he used to be on the outside, though he's always been a bit strange on the inside."

"Don't tell her, Kelly."

"You're the one who brought her out of the club. That means you're interested in her, right?"

"Maybe, but don't tell her."

"Why? Are you afraid she's as shallow as you are?"

Owen shoved him. "I'm not shallow."

"You sure pretend to be," Kellen said. He caught Owen's wrist just before it connected with his shoulder. "He used to be fat," Kellen said to Caitlyn.

"I told you not to tell her."

"In high school they called him Piggie."

Owen flushed such a bright scarlet, the color was noticeable even in the dim interior of the limo. "You fucking asshole, why'd you tell her?"

Kellen didn't try to block Owen's next blow. Maybe because he felt he deserved it.

"That's cruel," Caitlyn said. She grabbed Owen's hand before he used it to punch Kellen again. Kellen pushed back against the seat, looking decidedly uncomfortable to be wedged between them. "Is that why you keep telling me I'm beautiful? Because no one ever made you feel that way?"

Owen scowled. "How the fuck should I know? I just like to make people happy."

"What about making yourself happy, Owen?" Caitlyn asked. He'd had her fooled into thinking all was right in his world, but now she wasn't so sure. "Are you happy?"

"Yeah, I have glitter shooting out of my ass, I'm so fucking happy," he yelled.

"I'm sorry," Kellen said, "You're right. I shouldn't have told her."



       
         
       
        

"Thank God you did so I can dump him before I start to like him too much," Caitlyn said. "I would never be interested in a guy who was called Piggie in high school due to a weight problem." She was joking, but Owen didn't laugh. He seemed to expect her rejection.