Page 86 of Grumpy Billionaire Seeking Wife

I watch as he walks over to the two girls, and as he gets closer to them, I suddenly realize that I didn't tell him which one was Sabrina and which one was Erica. As if in slow motion, I see him walking up to Erica, tripping, or pretend tripping and spilling his drink all over her.

"Oh my gosh, watch what you're doing," she shouts loudly, and I try not to laugh. I hurry over and see both women turning to me.

"What are you doing here, Wes?" Erica glares at me, and Sabrina just rolls her eyes. "Oh, my gosh, I'm wet. You've got your beer all over me, jackass." Erica points at Tyler.

"Yo, are you Tyler Kane?" one of the guys says, looking at Tyler and me.

"I am."

"You owe me a new dress," Erica says.

"I'm sorry. You should have watched where you were going. You were dancing and bopping around, and you got in my way," he says. He looks back at me and winks. I shake my head slightly. He frowns.

"Tyler, that's my sister, Erica."

Your..." He pauses. "Oh." He makes a face and mouthssorry, then looks over at Sabrina. "And you are?"

"I'm Sabrina, her best friend."

"That's Sabrina, my sister's best friend," I say.

"Oh." He looks them up and down, then looks over at me. "They're both hot." He presses his lips together. "I'm sorry. Can I buy you drinks?"

"No, thank you. Sabrina, will you come with me? I need to dry myself off." Erica grabs Sabrina, and they head to the side of the room.

We stand there, waiting with the two guys. "I'm really more of a basketball guy, but I catch hockey sometimes," the guy says to Tyler. "My name's Thunder."

"Nice to meet you, Thunder."

"Hey, I'm Joa," the other guy says. He's tall and skinny, with light blond hair and blue eyes. He looks like the intelligent sort, the sort I could see with Sabrina. I immediately dislike him. "And you guys are?"

"I am Wes, Erica's brother. I'm sure she's told you about me."

"No, she hasn't," Thunder says. "And obviously, you're Tyler Kane. Cool."

"Yeah, thanks. You guys on a date?"

"Yeah, Erica and I have been chatting," Thunder says, shrugging. "She's cool. She just graduated from a school, or is about to, and I am in my career already, but it is what it is. She's banging."

"That's my sister." I stare at him.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, sorry. No disrespect. It's not like I've banged her or anything. Not that I wouldn't because she's hot, but I guess I should stop."

"You should."

"Well, the other one's not your sister, right?" Joa says, looking at me.

"No, she's not."

"She's hot. Really hot. She hasn't really said much, but shit, I think she's into me."

"You do?" I ask him, narrowing my eyes. "Why is that?"

"Well, look at the dress she's wearing. Fucking bombshell. I'm seeing someone, not like a girlfriend, a situationship thing, but I'll totally fuck the living daylights out of Sabella tonight, and then..."

"Who's Sabella?" I say, looking at him.

"Sabella, Sabrina, same difference, right? They all sound the same when you're on top of them, pumping in and out." He gyrates his hips and high-fives Thunder.