Page 21 of Don't Call Me Sweetheart (Something Borrowed 1)

“I know that, Captain Obvious,” Luke said, studying his friend. Did Brent look a little green around the gills? Could be the three beers prior to the one in his hand.

“Yeah.”

Brent got really quiet and Luke put his hand on his shoulder, giving him a little shake. “Hey, you okay man?”

“I’m fine. Fine.”

Luke wasn’t convinced, but he didn’t get a chance to question him further before Brent started waving.

“Sonora. Kendall! Hey!”

Luke glanced toward the door to find the two sisters and Marley walking inside. His heart skipped a little at his first glimpse of her in twenty-four hours. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking of her, and had looked for her everywhere today, but for such a small town, it had been easy for her to avoid him.

Until now.

Sonora’s face was scrunched up like she’d just sucked a lemon, but Kendall was all smiles.

And Marley, well, she wouldn’t even meet his gaze.

“Well, hey there,” Kendall said. “You a little tipsy, big man?”

Brent grinned. “Men do not get tipsy. We get buzzed.”

“Or drunk,” Luke offered.

“Smashed!” Paul called in his British accent, making it sound like, smoshed.

Sonora pushed next to Brent, he

r lips pursed. “Sweetie, should you really be drinking? Too much beer will make you bloat.”

Kendall breathed out an exasperated, “Geez, chill out, Sonny—”

“Don’t call me that!”

Kendall threw up her hands. Luke could tell a fight was brewing between the two, but Marley stepped in, putting her hand on Kendall’s arm.

“Come on, let’s get some drinks.”

The younger sister went with Marley without a fight, and Luke watched Marley lean over to whisper something to Kendall. That was definitely an interesting development.

“Why do you treat her like that?” Brent growled.

Luke swung back to Sonora and Brent, surprised at his friend chastening his fiancée for the second time in two days. And all because of her strained relationship with her sister.

“What? Because I hate being called Sonny? She knows that and only does it to irritate me.”

Brent swallowed the rest of his beer and poured another.

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Sonora asked.

Luke got up from the table when Brent gave Sonora a dark scowl, determined to get out of the line of fire. Walking over to stand next to Marley, he couldn’t stop from inhaling her soft, floral scent. Was it her perfume or shampoo?

“Mind if I join you ladies?”

Kendall smiled at him around Marley. “Sure, Luke.”

Marley took her drink from the bartender, staring straight ahead. Just to bother her, he scooted closer and leaned over to whisper, “You look really good in those jeans, by the way.”