Chapter 33

It appeared we were going to hash out the details of everything that took place since Peyton got to Harden. "No, Peyton," I deadpanned. "I won a bet with Masyn on Friday afternoon...before I ever met you. And my prize was dancing with her on Saturday at Beau's wedding."

Her perfectly arched brows drew in, creating a fine line in the center. "But you told me you don't dance." Peyton was back to being confused. There were too many years when she wasn't around for any of this to make sense, and I wasn't interested in explaining the dynamic.

"He doesn't. That's why it was such a big deal to Masyn. But then the wedding got called off, and he danced with you at Sadler's instead of her. Then he left with you. And later she showed up at his house and you were there. And again, yesterday when you called, we were at her brother's house, and she stormed out."

"It doesn't matter. Peyton, don't worry about it. I'll straighten it out. And Beau, you need to shut up."

Peyton reached across th