Chapter 169

Tonight wasn’t about him. It was about the woman sitting next to him on the dark red leather couch in the VIP section of the new nightclub. Michelle wanted his brother, so tonight he would start to uphold his end of the bargain.

Shit.

He might need to call back their waitress for more liquor if he was going to make it through this night. A night of not only having a ringside seat to Michelle pursuing his brother, but Nick also helping her to catch him.

Leaning forward, he grabbed the bottle of vodka and poured a healthy amount in a glass, forgoing the cranberry juice. He tilted the drink up to his mouth and shot it back. The burn razed a path down his throat, and he savored it. Concentrated on it. Because if he focused on that burn, then he could shift his attention away from the one that clawed at his gut and hardened his cock.

Jesus.

He moved his gaze away from her. The tangible, sexual lure of her. He could take his eyes off her, but the picture of