Reid looked over at the other table. “That’s Lacey Ward. I didn’t take her for a bourbon drinker, and certainly not an expensive bourbon drinker.” He smiled. “You know what? Change my order to that bourbon, too. It’s not usually my drink, but I’d like to try it.”

Even Roy spoke up. “Mine too. You’re going to have a good night tip-wise.”

“Sure thing.” She smiled and headed toward the bar.

I couldn’t help chuckling softly to myself. Pretty boy with his hand on Lacey would no doubt get stuck with the bill. Served him right for touching her.

Reid was saying something, but all I could do was seethe at that jerk touching Lacey.

My Lacey.

Hell, no. Not my Lacey. She’d made that clear earlier, and I didn’t want her anyway. At least not in any serious way.

The waitress—her name tag said Lisa—returned with our drinks.

“That’s some quick service,” Reid said jovially.

“When I get an order worth a couple hundred dollars, I step on it.” She set our drinks down on the table. “Should I order you another round?”

“Let’s see if we like it first,” Reid said.

“You can get me another,” I said. “Bourbon may not be my brothers’ first choice, but it’s mine.”

“You got it, sweetheart.” She winked.

Lisa was a pretty woman, curvy with red hair and freckles. Luscious lips that, any other time, I’d be dreaming about kissing.

Not tonight.

My thoughts were focused on the woman in the corner whose back was to me. She didn’t even know my brothers and I had come into the bar. Hadn’t turned around once.

And that damned guy’s hand was still on her arm.

“What do you think, Rock?” Reid asked.

“What do I think about what?”

“What we’re talking about.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Christ. Haven’t you been listening at all?”

“I guess not.” No, I’d been watching the back of Lacey’s head. Her arm being fondled by a pretty boy.

“He’s been staring at Dad’s lawyer,” Roy said.

“You have the hots for Lacey,” Reid said. “Can’t say I blame you.”

A sudden bolt jerked through me. Reid was known as a womanizer, was in all the celebrity magazines with different women on his arm. Had he and Lacey… Man, I couldn’t even finish the sentence in my head.

All of a sudden I wanted to throttle my little brother into oblivion.

“Have you and she…”

He shook his head.

Damned lucky for him.

“Never had the pleasure,” he said. “But I wouldn’t kick her out of bed.”

His comment made me seethe again, but I fought against it. “Do you happen to know any of those people she’s with?”