The Party Starts at Midnight - Page 8

What the hell was wrong with him this evening? he wondered for what felt like the hundredth time. Was it really m

erely jet lag and the time of year? Or was he coming down with something? Something he’d picked up on his travels maybe?

More to the point, why was Jake looking at him like that?

‘Oh, my God,’ said his brother, his jaw dropping as his expression turned to one of disbelief. ‘You didn’t.’

‘I didn’t what?’

‘Think Abby was the present.’

‘Of course not,’ said Leo with a short laugh that didn’t sound as dismissive as he’d intended.

‘You did.’

‘Don’t be absurd.’

‘I’m not the one being absurd. You did. You really did. And you claim to prefer subtlety.’

As this was a conversation he really didn’t want to be having Leo ran a hand along his jaw, shifted his attention to the party going on in front of them and, in a probably pointless effort at distraction, said, ‘Did I mention how great this place looks? Excellent tree.’

‘Forget the decorations,’ said Jake, sounding astounded, incredulous and appalled. ‘How on earth could you think I’d ever do something like that?’

Leo arched an eyebrow and swung his gaze back to his brother. ‘Well, it wouldn’t be the first time, would it?’

Jake looked as stunned as if he’d thumped him in the stomach. ‘What?’

‘Remember the stripper?’

‘That was twelve years ago,’ said his brother, after a moment. ‘For a mate for his eighteenth birthday, and he’d specifically requested it. Don’t you think I might have matured a bit since then?’ He ran his hands through his hair and then shook his head in disbelief. ‘Jeez,’ he said, blowing out a breath. ‘Thanks for that. I think I might be seriously offended.’

‘I think Abby might have been too.’

There was another stunned silence as Jake stared at him apparently briefly lost for words. ‘You confronted her with it?’

Leo shrugged, keeping the cringing very firmly on the inside. ‘I wasn’t thinking straight. Half asleep, in fact. Disorientated. Like I said, jet lag.’

‘Not an excuse.’

‘I know.’

‘How did she take it?’

‘How do you think?’

Jake, who wasn’t nearly as good as Leo at containing his emotions, winced. ‘Did you apologise?’

‘Yes.’

‘And explain?’

‘I didn’t get the chance. She didn’t stick around.’

Now he thought about it, he hadn’t had a woman flee from him quite so fast since the excruciating afternoon exactly five years ago when Lisa had raced back down the aisle the wrong way, leaving him standing, jilted, at the altar. But he could hardly blame Abby. He’d probably been lucky to get away without a slap to the face.

‘I’m not surprised,’ said Jake.

‘Neither am I.’

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