Chapter 38: Vincent's Birthday, Part 2

His charcoal eyes darken with every inch of my dress he takes in. On his arm, is a redhead in a glistening, crimson dress. She beams at Kade, recognition flaring in her hazel eyes.

"I see you've taken the liberty of having your Unfortunate's dress altered. Rude, but okay."

"Vince," Kade states, speaking his brother's name like he's not welcome at his own party. "Happy Birthday."

The Unfortunate Kade sent for whiskey returns and places it on the tabletop. Kade draws it to his lips and takes a long sip. His body language changes during his sip. He straightens and pulls his shoulders back, no longer wanting to linger by the dance floor. Vince notices too, and mischievousness flares across his features. He gestures to the woman beside him.

"You remember Charlotte, don't you? She was telling me you two recently shared a lovely night together."

I bristle and absorb the strange sensation deep. I divert my attention to the dance floor.

"I remember," he bites out.