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Well, two can play this game.
    “Of course, my mouth gets me into trouble. I’m awesome at giving . . .” My voice trails off, turning into a fit of giggles when Max pales.
    “Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.” Max covers his ears and both Maggie and Dashawn laugh.
    “You can totally tell that you two are siblings,” Maggie exclaims.
    “Don’t remind me,” Max grumps.
    “Aww, Max. You love me and you know it.” I know my brother loves me. He can’t help it. I’m adorable
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
     

     
     

Chapter Five
     
    I’ve spent almost two hours staring at Caleb. I can’t help myself. There might as well be a spotlight shining down on him. His sexiness is like a magnet for my eyes. The more I drink, the stronger the magnetism gets. Sometimes, he looks back, usually, I’m quick to look away, but most of the time, he catches me staring at him and smiles. I drink more, hoping that by drowning myself in alcohol, I will stop staring at Caleb and fantasizing about him taking me home. I have a certain type of guy in mind for myself, and Caleb does not possess the most important thing—an accent.
    “My friend should be here any minute,” Maggie mumbles.
    My brother is totally enthralled by some red-head chick who just got done singing Somebody to Love by Queen. The entire room except me is captivated by her. Sure, she has a nice voice and is easy on the eyes, but where is the stage presence?
    “Tell her not to bother coming. I’m going to talk to that red-head.”
    Max gets up from the table and walks across the bar. Maggie starts to yell at him, but it’s no use. Max is gone. His sights are set on the red-head and nothing is going to deter him from his prize.
    “Ugh, he’s going to ruin everything,” Maggie snaps.
    “Sorry to inform you, but the only woman Max would ever wait for is Breezy. He lost interest in whatever girl you were planning on introducing him to about five drinks ago.”
    “I brought Breezy here for him, but she’s too much of a chicken to get up on that stage and sing for him like she’s supposed to.”
    “Breezy’s here? Where the hell is she?” My head shoots around the room, but I don’t see her anywhere.
    “Near the bathrooms. I’ve tried everything I could to get her to go up there, but nothing I tell her is working.”
    “I’ll be right back.” If Breezy came here to sing for my brother, then, by god, that’s exactly what she’s going to do! There’s no way I’m letting my brother leave this place with the wrong girl—not when the right girl is hiding around the corner.
    I find Breezy in the hallway pacing back and forth. When she sees me, she starts crying. “Oh Everly, I’m so happy to see you,” she shrieks, throwing herself into my arms. “I don’t know if I can do this. I’m so nervous. What if he rejects me?”
    I grab her shoulders and push her away from me. Her freckled cheeks are tear-stained and her green eyes are so big she looks like one of those freaky Japanese dolls that never blink.
    “Breezy, do you love my brother?”
    “Yes.”
    “Do you honestly think my brother is going to reject you when he’s been in love with you for the last ten years? I’m pretty sure all you have to do is jump up on that stage, say Max’s name, and he’ll be all over you. However, if you don’t do it now, he’s going to leave with that Queen-singing red head and you’re going to lose that window of opportunity to tell him how you feel. Trust me, get out there, sing your ass off, and go claim your man. Even if that man is my brother.”
    Breezy is looking at me like I’m crazy. I know she doesn’t want to do this, but it’s important that she does—not only for her but for my brother as well.
    “I can’t do it. I’m not good with crowds.” She starts hyperventilating, and I shake her.
    “Snap out of it, would you. Do you want him to go home with the red- head or with you? My brother has been a fucking zombie these last couple days and