“Haven is Bill and Ginger’s daughter,” Gray explained to her.
Evelyn nodded. She could tell this upset Gray, that he was obviously close to Bill Briscoe. How sad for the family to be going through something so troubling. She hoped he’d be all right. It was hard to care about someone, to know they were hurting and not be able to be there for them. She squeezed his arm and he laid his hand over hers.
“Whoa. What’s going on here?”
She looked up to see one of the men from the picture Drew showed her. This must be Trevor, just as devastatingly gorgeous as Gray and Drew. He was tall and well built, with dark hair that fell across his forehead. A woman would itch to brush that hair away from his mesmerizing eyes, just so she could get a better look. And his mouth—oh, he had amazing lips.
Wow.
Gray pulled away from her, stood, and shook Trevor’s hand.
“Trevor, this is Evelyn Hill.”
She stood, too, and shook his hand. “Very nice to meet you, Trevor.”
“You too, Evelyn. It’s good to see Gray’s taste in women is improving.”
Evelyn laughed. “I work for his father.”
Trevor cocked a brow and flashed those amazing green eyes at her. “So you’re not his girlfriend?”
“No.”
“Too bad. The bleached blondes with short skirts and big boobs he tends to drag around are pretty low class. You, honey, are dy***ite in a very classy package.”
She couldn’t help but smile at the compliment. “Well, thank you for that, Trevor.”
“Knock it off, Trev. I’ve got dibs on her,” Drew said.
Trevor shot a look at Drew. “My guess is she wouldn’t give you the time of day.”
“You can both knock if off,” Gray said. “She’s with me.”
“Which means what, exactly?” Drew asked.
“It means she’s with me.” Gray gave them both a look and Drew shrugged.
“Too bad,” Drew said. “Once you get bored with him, Evelyn, let me know. I’m way more fun.”
Evelyn found this conversation absolutely fascinating. The two of them had agreed to be hands-off today, and yet Gray had more or less inferred that they were . . .
together. At least to his friends. Maybe he was trying to keep them from hitting on her.
She had no idea.
She excused herself and went in search of Carolina. She found her sitting on the patio talking to Loretta, so she sat with them and visited for a while, until Loretta hopped up to see to a few of the guests’ needs, leaving her and Carolina alone again.
“So?” Evelyn asked.
Carolina sipped her drink. “So what?”
“So are you going to tell me about you and Drew?”
“Oh. That. It’s nothing.”
“It didn’t look like nothing to me.”
“He’s a jerk.”
“He’s a pretty hot jerk.”
“Yes, he’s hot. And he knows it, too. He’s always known it.”
Evelyn sat back and took a sip of tea, studying Carolina, who was searching the crowd. When Carolina’s gaze settled over Drew and lingered there, she knew something was up.
“Okay, spill. What went down with you and Drew?”
Carolina sighed and pulled her attention away from Drew, who was currently standing in a group with Gray and Trevor. Admittedly, Evelyn understood the attraction. Drew was incredibly handsome, with a strong jaw and killer smile. And there was no denying he had an amazing body, showcased oh so well in those jeans and that tight T-shirt. If her libido wasn’t already focused on Gray, Evelyn would be very attracted to him.
But the thing was, she wasn’t attracted to Drew. Or Trevor, despite them both being gorgeous and obviously available.
She was, however, extremely attracted to Gray, who kept shooting looks her way and smiling at her. Which was very inappropriate considering they were surrounded by a lot of the people she worked with. And despite her being on her best behavior today, she couldn’t help but look back. He was like a giant sex magnet.
Damn him.
“Are you sure you want to talk about me and Drew, considering you’re having hot sex fantasies about my brother right now?”
She jerked her attention back to Carolina. “What? I am not.”
Carolina laughed. “Yes, you were. Your tongue was practically hanging out. And you might want to wipe the drool from the side of your mouth.”
She reached up to touch her lips, then gave Carolina a glare. “You are not funny.
And you’re changing the subject so you don’t have to talk about Drew.”
“Caught you, though.” Carolina took another swallow of lemonade. “There’s not much to tell. I had a stupid schoolgirl crush on him that went very badly.”
“How badly?”
“I followed him around the college campus. I was two years behind Drew and Gray and the others, so once I hit campus, I thought I could meet all the hot guys through Gray. My big brother, of course, wanted nothing to do with his dorky little sister. And Drew teased me incessantly. I was a late bloomer, too, so it wasn’t until I hit twenty or so that I learned all about makeup and fashion—”
At Evelyn’s shocked look, Carolina nodded. “I know, I know. You’d think since fashion is my life, I would have wrapped myself in designer clothing from age twelve.
Not so. I was a big, dumb moron who didn’t know how to dress or make myself look decent until I took some classes.”
“I find that so hard to believe.”
Carolina laughed. “Sometimes I look back and I’m appalled at my younger self.
And you know those cartoons where the cartoon character has a big lightbulb go off over their heads? That was me. It was like I had this sudden awareness of fashion and what clothes fit my body type and looked good on me. I styled my hair and learned all about makeup, and suddenly guys noticed me.”
Evelyn’s lips curved. “Bet that was fun.”
“Oh, it was. By the beginning of my sophomore year of college, I was partying like there was no tomorrow. I gained a lot of knowledge that year.”
“I’ll just bet you did.”
“I felt very worldly and experienced, when in reality I had no clue what men were about. So when Gray graduated, I decided to hit up my smoldering crush with my newfound expertise about men.”