“You mean for male Weres.” Haley took a sip. There were very few Weres that she knew of at the university.
“Honey, you don’t have to be a Were to seek out the hot chick wearing red. All guys, Weres and humans alike, love red. It reminds them of sex.” Braxton frowned “You know like those baboons with the big red asses. It means they want to mate.”
Kate gave him an incredible look.
“What? I saw it on Nat Geo.” Braxton shrugged.
Jayden took a drink of his beer. “He’s right. I saw that same show. It has some fascinating facts on there.”
Braxton nodded. “Did you know that more people are killed by donkeys every year than in an airplane crash?”
“A donkey is a mean son of a bitch,” Jayden offered.
Braxton took another sip of his beer. “Goddamn right they are. I hate a fucking donkey.”
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Haley pushed her plate away and sighed. “I think I ate way too much.”
“What do you mean? There’s still half a burger left.” Jayden pushed the plate back in front of her.
“No. I can’t eat another thing.” Haley shoved her plate at him. “Here you eat it. You’re going to need your strength for when you lose the bet and you’re going to have to go dancing.”
Jayden cringed.
“Dancing?” Braxton perked up sensing Jayden’s discomfort. “I didn’t know Jayden liked to dance.”
“He doesn’t. But we made a bet. If I win, he has to take me dancing.” Haley smirked.
“And if Jayden wins?”
Jayden watched Haley’s smirk fade.
“I think I need to use the ladies room.” Haley smiled.
“I’ll go with you.” Kate grabbed her purse.
The two men watched their ladies walk across the room to the bathroom.
“You don’t dance, Jayden.”
“No shit.” He glared at Braxton.
“Which means only one thing.” Braxton rubbed his chin.
“What’s that?”
“It means that whatever you got her to agree to is a pretty good pay out for you.”
“It is.” Jayden felt a smile cross his face.
“Then you need to make sure you win, brother.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
“Come on, Jayden. I don’t want you to let me win.” Haley crossed her arms over her chest and watched as he missed his shot. “I want to win fair and square.”
Jayden looked up and scowled. He wished he could tell her he was letting her win. But he had apparently underestimated Haley’s talent on the pool table. Much like he’d underestimated her talent in the bedroom.
She was slightly ahead and winning.
Jayden rubbed the back of his neck, watching as Haley walked to the end of the table and leaned over to set up the shot. His gaze drifted down to her firm ass and he growled under his breath.
Braxton sidled up to him. “Get your head in the game, man, and off your woman’s ass. Or else you’re going to be ballroom dancing in a tux.”
Jayden jerked his head over his irritating friend. “Ballroom dancing? Haley said nothing about ballroom dancing.”
“Or salsa dancing. They’re pretty popular right now with the chicks.” Braxton took a long drink of his beer.
“You know you’re really starting to frighten me with all your female knowledge on what’s hot in the dancing world.” Jayden snorted.
“Fuck off. We have a bed and breakfast. It’s hard not to hear half the conversations females are having with their men about new things to try. Dancing always makes the top ten.” Braxton shot him a glare.
“If they are looking for new adventures, maybe you should suggest having sex on a washing machine to liven things up.” Jayden grinned. While he had stayed at the Bella Luna, Braxton and Kate had locked the laundry door while getting down to business. Granny would have walked in on them in the act if the door hadn’t been locked.
“Maybe I’ll add it to the list of things to do at the Bella Luna for the guests,” Braxton deadpanned.
“I think it’s your turn.” Haley turned and caught his gaze on her ass. She arched her brow.
Braxton slapped him hard on the back. “Come on, man. Make this shot and you’re back in the game. Otherwise you’ll be putting on your dancing shoes, Fred Astaire.”
Jayden shoved his beer at Braxton and picked up his stick. His gaze locked on the table as he analyzed which shot would put him in the lead.
He leaned over and took his shot, effectively sinking three balls.
“Yeah!” Braxton yelled.
Haley arched her brow and nodded. “Nice shot.”
“Thanks.”
Haley focused her attention back on the pool table her brow furrowed as she concentrated on her strategy.
She took her shot. She missed.
Jayden frowned.
“Your turn.” She glanced up at him.
His gut tugged. Winning didn’t seem so important anymore.
He trudged over to the other side of the table. He knew the next shot was an easy one. He slowly took his aim. His gaze drifted over the cue ball up to Haley. She balanced one foot on the rung of a high chair at the tiny round table where Kate sat.
Three college guys came over and stood in front of her, blocking Jayden’s view.