“No thanks, I will wait till after the speeches.”
“Yeah right, good idea,” he smiles. Cameron, Josh’s little brother, comes over and grabs me from behind and kisses the back of my head. He’s over six foot so he’s not really so little. He has his hand around my waist as he addresses the boys. I see Josh’s gaze drop to where his hand is on my waist. He raises his eyebrows at Cameron who instantly removes his hand… what.
“So you boys have both met our beautiful cousin Natasha?” he smiles at Josh and winks. Josh narrows his eyes at him, huh, does he know? Holy crap, what the hell is going on? The look of total shock on Adrian’s and Ben’s faces is evident. They look at each other and then at Josh who bites his bottom lip and looks at me. Ok, now it’s obvious, Ben and Adrian know. Holy shit. What the hell has he said?
Cameron smiles and winks. “Just keeping it real, boys,” and he walks off. I want the ground to swallow me up. I am a total disaster. Josh has told his friends. I must look like a total slut. Holy fuck. I need a drink. Adrian and Ben stay silent, still wide–eyed. I go to walk off.
“Natasha,” Josh goes to grab my arm but Adrian stops him.
“Just leave it,” he whispers.
“Can I talk to you Tash?” Joshua asks me. Embarrassment hits, oh fuck. I scurry to the bar to find a drink. I scull my first glass of champers without even tasting it.
Bridget comes over and does a low whistle. “There is some talent in the house toniiiiight. The Stanton boys do associate with good–looking men.”
“Hmm, do they? I haven’t noticed.” This night could be the very death of me.