Sabrina sighs. “What a mess.”

“I’m really sorry. That night with you . . .” Telling a woman I took home that she was a mistake feels like a jackass thing to do, even if it’s true, so I don’t let myself finish that sentence. “I’m sorry.”

She blows out a breath. “No big deal. I mean, you two can’t be too serious, right? So we keep it under wraps, and in a week or two it won’t matter.”

“Teagan’s my girlfriend.” And I’m fucking praying I’ll still be able to say that next week.

Sabrina snorts. “Sure. For now.”

The words are worse than a knee to my nuts. “I’ll tell her about what happened with us, but let me . . .” I turn away, watching as my brother Ethan pushes out of the bar with his wife Nic. Arm in arm, they look so damn happy. I want that, and I know exactly who I want it with. I’ve known since that day I pulled her into my arms at the lake. I take a step into the shadows so they can’t see me, waiting until they pass before I speak again. “Let me find the right time to tell her. She has enough going on this weekend, and I don’t want to ruin it.”

“So you know she’s meeting Rich tonight?”

My stomach sinks. “Why? Did he need something?”

Sabrina laughs, a low, sardonic chuckle. “Oh, bless your heart, Carter. Didn’t you wonder why Rich didn’t join the guys? And Teagan conveniently had a ‘stomachache’ when Saanvi and the others left for the martini bar. If you really think Rich and Teagan are alone in that big mansion together and not banging each other’s brains out, then you don’t know her nearly as well as you think you do.”

What the fuck with all of her family thinking they belong together? “Sabrina, listen, I think you’re hurt and maybe a little jealous, and throwing around some pretty gross assumptions.”

“Oh, hell yes, I’m jealous. I’m always jealous of Teagan because she gets everything she wants and then she throws it away.” She blows out a breath. “I know what I’m talking about when it comes to Tea and Rich. I know better than anyone.” She laughs again. “I’m guessing she didn’t tell you all the details about their history, did she?”

I stiffen. I don’t like this conversation, but worse is this dread crawling up my throat. Teagan wouldn’t meet my eyes tonight, and she was trying to get rid of me. I thought she wanted some distance after an intense night and morning together. Is she really meeting with him? “I know they were together again after Heath died. She told me.”

The corner of her mouth twists smugly. “After.” She steps forward, shaking her head. “Yes, they were together after. But not again. Still.”

I scowl. “What?”

“There are enough of us who know the truth about her relationship with Heath. It wasn’t as perfect as she lets on. She wasn’t as faithful as she’d have everyone believe, and neither was he. She’ll deny it, but I know. Rich knows.”