“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Girl, it’s apparent to everyone but him just how much he likes you.”
“You’ll have to amend that to include me. If that’s the case, it’s not easy to tell. When we’re in the same room together, it looks like he’s tryin’ to figure out an escape route. That or he’s glarin’ at me like he wants to kill me with his eyes.”
“Undress you, maybe. Kill you, no.”
Cheyenne laughed. “I sincerely doubt that.”
“I don’t,” Kylie told her honestly. “I’ve seen the way he looks at you when he thinks no one’s watchin’. I’ve never seen him look at another woman like that. I think he’s just confused about what that means for him.”
“I heard he’s doin’ better since the accident.”
Kylie nodded, taking another sip of her drink before placing both hands on the glass. “He’s been … different. For a long time now. Ever since my sister walked into their lives, disrupting the balance between him and Braydon, he’s seemed out of sorts.”
“I know that was hard on him.” Cheyenne had seen firsthand the devastation Brendon went through as he tried to deal with the fallout of that … she wasn’t sure relationship was the right word, but she didn’t know any other way to describe it. “But Braydon and Jessie seem happy.”
“I guess,” Kylie answered solemnly.
“Oh no. Don’t tell me there’s trouble in paradise.”
“Nothin’ more than usual. It means my sister’s a nutcase,” Kylie said on an exhale. “I think she’s worried about moving things forward with Braydon while Brendon is still so mixed up.”
“He seems happy for them now.” At least from what Cheyenne had seen.
“You know that until Jessie came along, neither of them had been in a separate relationship, right?”
Cheyenne cocked an eyebrow, curious as to where Kylie was going with this. She was well aware of Brendon’s past, the fact that he was only interested in women who would willingly be shared with his twin, but she still wanted to hear what Kylie had to say.
“Granted, I’m not sure what they’d done with women could be considered a relationship,” Kylie added.
“The sharing thing?” Cheyenne questioned. She’d known that the twins had shared their women and she’d found herself in Brendon’s crosshairs in the beginning. Although she’d been immensely attracted to him—and still was—Cheyenne had made it painfully clear that she had no intention of being shared between them. That wasn’t her thing.
Not that she really had a thing. Since she’d been with only two men in her entire life, both of which hadn’t been something she would’ve considered lasting relationships—although both had ended amicably—Cheyenne wasn’t even sure what her thing could possibly be. Meeting the Walkers, hearing the stories of their sexual encounters … It made her see an entirely different side to intimate relationships. Enough that she’d been curious, but not enough to be shared between two men.
“Yeah. That obviously came to a halt over a year ago. If Brendon’s been with a woman since Jessie, I don’t know about it.”
Cheyenne did, but she wasn’t going to tell Kylie that. One of Cheyenne’s heated arguments with Brendon had been about him and some chick he hooked up with. He had tried to assure her that he wasn’t pining after her. If he’d been with any women since the redhead he bragged to her about when he was drunk, she didn’t know. Thankfully, he hadn’t decided to throw any more in her face after that one conversation.
Not that she’d ever thought he was pining away for her, but that was the way things had always been between them. Very passionate. Very volatile.
Until Saturday.
Admittedly, she’d seen an entirely different side to Brendon and it didn’t help her confusion where he was concerned.
“But Saturday night went well between you, didn’t it?” Kylie asked, voicing the same thought Cheyenne had just had.
“Seemed to, yeah. Then again, we didn’t talk much. He stayed the night, but I was three sheets to the wind.”
“Between you and me, that was way out of character for Brendon.”
“How so?”
“You’re a woman, he’s a man. I didn’t even think he had a nurturing gene in his entire body. When it comes to women, Braydon has always been the one who takes care of them. Not to mention, Braydon always did his best to make them feel better when Brendon was ready to move on.”