At the end of the table, a beer tipped over, spilled off the edge and T’s chair was two feet away from Brandi’s. Their table had gone completely silent. All eyes were on T and his eyes were locked on Sadie. He was pissed off.
“What?” Sadie asked, darting her eyes between T and Brandi.
“Is this her?” He wasn’t just pissed, he was livid.
“Who?” She was confused, and a little scared. Why was he yelling at her? What the hell was he talking about?
His voice was ice. “Is this the bitch that your ex was banging behind your back?”
Oh my God, he did not just say that out loud. All eyes turned to Sadie. Scanning over all the shocked faces, her face immediately heated up. She zeroed back in on T, who was waiting for her to answer. Dread washed over her. Half the table already knew the answer but it was still embarrassing. Sadie didn’t want everyone to know she was a loser who got cheated on with a skank like Brandi. She shouldn’t care what anybody else thought but she did. Why was he doing this? God, this guy was such a thoughtless arrogant prick.
She coughed to clear her throat and quietly answered him. “Yeah.”
T’s eyes moved from Sadie’s to Brandi.
“Out!”
“Huh?” Brandi said with a nervous giggle. Her confidence waned.
“You know I’m talking to you. I’m fucking looking right at you! Get out, get lost, or fuck off. Take your pick, just leave!” T’s eyes were dark and his body was rigid. He was angry and scary as hell. If she were Brandi, she would have been halfway home by now.
No one at the table uttered a word, they all watched the shit show going on. Brandi swiveled in her seat and looked to her girls to back her up. But no one moved. In fact, her “girls” refused to make eye contact with her.
“Get the fuck out of here. I like my girls easy, not skanky. Now, fucking leave!”
Brandi gasped and looked truly offended at being called skanky. She found this ironic and tried to suppress her laughter. Brandi jumped up, grabbed her bag, and glanced over once more to Gina and Jennifer who were still having a staring contest with the table.
“Fuck you, asshole!” she shouted. Sadie watched as she made her way through the bar and out the door.
The table sat in complete silence. People around them had stopped their conversations to watch their table. Sadie’s mind was still reeling when Roxanne stood up and declared it tequila time. She headed to the bar and grabbed Stone to follow. He leaned down and kissed her head before walking off to the bar.
Wait! What happened? T just kicked Brandi out of the bar because she slept with her ex. Why would he even care? It made no sense. She was pretty sure T didn’t even like her. He did threaten to kill her once. So why was he sticking up for her? Sadie should just be happy Brandi left and enjoy her night but she couldn’t let it go. It was a bit of a mind fuck.
Sadie moved down to Roxanne’s seat and tapped on T’s shoulder. He stopped talking with Jennifer and glanced over his shoulder.
“Why’d you do that?”
“Do what?” he asked with a scowl. Yeah, he definitely didn’t like her, she thought.
“Why did you make her leave?”
“What, you want me to get her back? I thought you’d hate the bitch that banged your man. But hell, I’ll bring her back if you want.” His tone was sarcastic.
She shook her head. “I don’t want her to come back. I just don’t understand why you made her leave. It makes no sense.”
“What makes no sense?”
“You bitched her out in front of a bar full of people and told her to fuck off. Why?”
He released an exasperated sigh. “Because I know I’d be mad as hell if that happened to me. Aren’t you fucking pissed that bitch was sitting at your table, whispering shit about you? You think I’d let her sit there and say shit to me about you?”
“Why would you care? I thought you hated me,” Sadie countered. She was confused as to why he’d stick up for her.
He turned his chair completely around to face her. “I don’t hate you. I don’t even really know you, Sadie. Maybe that’ll change, maybe it won’t, but that really doesn’t matter. As long as Stone wants you, then I’ll do anything to help you or back you up, for Stone. He’s my brother; I’d do anything for him. If you are who he wants then that makes you mine too.” He snickered as her eyebrows shot up. “Relax, Sadie. Stone doesn’t share. I just mean what’s important to him is important to me. And that’s you.”
Her eyes widened; she was blown away. He just told her that she was important to Stone. Her! She pondered this for a few seconds before she realized everything else he’d said. It all started to make sense now. The giggles overtook Sadie. “So, basically what you’re saying is because Stone likes me, you like me. And whoever I hate, you’ll hate too?”
“Yeah.”
She burst out laughing, she didn’t even try to control it. “That’s very first grade of you.”
He rolled his eyes. “Are we done?”
Still laughing, Sadie nodded. He shook his head and muttered something about never getting tied down to crazy bitches, which made her laugh even harder.
****
“This is the best night everrrrrrr!”
Stone heard Roxanne shout over the loud music blasting through the bar speakers.
He watched Sadie on the dance floor. There were about twenty people on
