Page 93 of Jase

Rush shrugged. “It’s a bit foggy. She looks awfully familiar.”

“Maybe because she’s been on the news you fuckhead.” Rian threw his bottled water at his brother. Rush caught it, glaring.

“It’s not that. I don’t think; I know her. I’ve seen her before, and I can’t figure out where from. Or when. Hell, I can’t put my finger on it. I know her. I do.”

Laughter had us guys looking over as the girls headed for the hall. Tiffany and Kody were still giggling and whispering. It was as if they hadn’t spoken in years. They didn’t skip a beat or even acknowledge we were here. They could have cared less.

“You weren’t with her like that.” Rian had me and Rush looking back over. “If you would have, she would have had some sort of reaction the first time she saw me. She didn’t. Kody had no idea who I was. I wasn’t familiar to her at all. Jase was the only person she saw.”

Rush’s brow creased as he lowered his head, shaking it.

“Odd, because she would have remembered me.” The smirk melted. “I’m telling you; I do know her.”

“Does it have to be sexually?” I asked. “I should lay your ass out for even going there.”

“But…” He made something between a wince and a cringe. “It does though. I’m not doing it on fucking purpose. I know her.Without clothes.”

“That’s it.”

Rian flew from the chair, grabbing my arm before I could so much as move.

“Rush wouldn’t lie about something like this. You know that, Jase. She obviously doesn’t know him, either, so let’s get to the bottom of it and figure this out.” Rian turned to his brother, letting me go as I shrugged him off.

“Rush, tell me why you think you know her. What do you remember?”

Hesitation filled the space as he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. When he opened them, his face was drawn in with confusion again.

“Her shape.” At my head tilting, his hands flew up. “What do you expect me to say? She has nice curves. Her…” his hands lifted to his chest. “They’re nice. Fuck. I’m trying to be respectful here.”

“What else?”

“Come on, Rian.” Rush rolled his eyes. “You want me to start naming off every body part or do you want to get more specific on what you want me to say?”

“Idiot. I’m talking about what else you remember about her that’snother body. Where were you? Was it a club? Hotel? What stands out? Can you remember the clothes she was wearing?”

“No clothes or club. I see her laying down. Almost…sleeping. She’s unclothed. There’s…” His eyes squinted, closing as he let out an aggravated sound. “I can’t remember. I can see a blanket or something, but it’s not mine. Maybe I was drunk. Maybe—”

“You weren’t with her,” I snapped. “She doesn’t go to clubs or take random guys home. She’s not the type of girl you’d go after; she’s good.”

“How do you know who I go after? You don’t think I’d be interested in your girl if I saw her at a club? With a body like that?”

My fist reared back, smashing into Rush’s mouth. His knees buckled, but he managed to catch himself. Rian cursed pulling me back.

“Okay.” Rush’s hand lifted as he wiped the blood from his mouth with the other. “Maybe I deserved that, but I think I know my own taste in women.”

“Like Tiffany?” My question had his anger returning.

“Keep her out of it.”

“Oh, so we can talk about my girl but not yours?”

“Wrong brother.”

Closer we stepped again. One minute I was sure we were going to start throwing punches, the next Rush’s head spun to look right at Kody as she and Tiffany reappeared from the hall.

“Oh fuck.” He turned back to me, his eyes darkening. “I remember. Son of a bitch.”

His shoulder bumped into mine as he headed for the desk, bringing my computer to life. I headed over, taking a seat as he pulled up the search engine, typing in some random porn site.