been sitting on to wrap silverware, almost knocking it over. God. I had to stop letting him get me off balance all the time.
“Yeah, give me a minute,” I replied between gritted teeth, angry at myself for being such a fool for him, as I placed my last roll of utensils in the bin. I then glanced down at the half jersey I wore. “I’d really like to change first.”
“Okay,” he answered with a nod, helping me on with my coat that I’d grabbed from the hook on the back wall. “You want me to follow you to your place so you can change then you can ride with me?”
Hm. Did I want him to know where I lived? I stood there thinking about that and biting my lip for so long he finally took my hand and led me out the back. He walked me to my car and after I dug my keys out of my purse I looked up at him.
“I’ll be right behind you,” he said then waited for me to get in my car and start it before he jogged to his.
I glanced in my rearview mirror several times as he followed me, wondering what the hell the evening held for me and if I was being a dumbass. “Just friends,” I reminded myself as I pulled up to my apartment, parking and opening my door to see that he was already there holding his hand out to me. I took it guardedly and got out then he shut my door behind me. As we walked toward my apartment, I tried taking my hand from his but he held strong, not letting mine go; therefore, I was internally freaking out because I knew Amy would die if she saw it and would probably say something inappropriate, embarrassing the hell out of me. And God forbid if Bodhi was over. He’d probably ask Gable out himself.
Since I hadn’t seen either of their cars in the lot, I was hoping I was in the clear, yet I knew stranger things had happened. And since it was a Friday night, I knew Amy wouldn’t be in bed. I was praying that she was out with friends and not inside drinking beer and debating with Bodhi as I warily put the key into the lock. But when I opened the door, to my relief, the apartment was empty and I let out a huge breath.
“You okay?” Gable asked with a chuckle as we walked inside. “Got a jealous husband you were hoping wasn’t here or something?” He raised an eyebrow as he looked at me.
I chuckled. “No. I was just hoping my roommate wasn’t here.” He kept the eyebrow up and I explained. “Well, you’re you and everyone knows who you and your brothers are.” As he still kept his eyes on me, I continued. “She’d give me shit about it then wanna hold a three-hour Q and A session. I just didn’t feel up to it tonight.”
He frowned but nodded as if he understood, studying me like he was trying to figure me out which wasn’t a little unsettling.
“I’ll just, uh, go change. Make yourself comfortable. Not sure what’s in the fridge, but if you’re thirsty, I’m sure you can find something.” He nodded and I left him in the living room, heading to my room and closing the door once inside. I then grabbed my phone out of my pocket. “Hey,” I said quietly when Amy picked up. “Gable’s here and he’s taking me somewhere but won’t tell me where,” I whispered.
I listened first of all to her scream over loud music then I heard her inform Bodhi of what was going on, who grabbed her phone and asked excitedly, “Gable Powers is at your apartment?”
“Yeah. Don’t get your panties in a twist. We’re just friends,” I reminded him.
“Yeah, but he likes you, Scout. I know he wants more with you.”
“How can you know that, Bodhi?” I mean, I really wanted to know. Bodhi was a guy. He’d know this stuff.
“Because he’s trying. If you were just someone he wanted to fuck, do you think he’d even be giving you the time of day?”
I thought about that for a moment but felt it wasn’t enough. Hm. Bodhi was really falling down on his dude intuition. “Well, he just said earlier that he wasn’t looking to be tied down. So, again, we’re just friends .”
“Friends
“Yeah, give me a minute,” I replied between gritted teeth, angry at myself for being such a fool for him, as I placed my last roll of utensils in the bin. I then glanced down at the half jersey I wore. “I’d really like to change first.”
“Okay,” he answered with a nod, helping me on with my coat that I’d grabbed from the hook on the back wall. “You want me to follow you to your place so you can change then you can ride with me?”
Hm. Did I want him to know where I lived? I stood there thinking about that and biting my lip for so long he finally took my hand and led me out the back. He walked me to my car and after I dug my keys out of my purse I looked up at him.
“I’ll be right behind you,” he said then waited for me to get in my car and start it before he jogged to his.
I glanced in my rearview mirror several times as he followed me, wondering what the hell the evening held for me and if I was being a dumbass. “Just friends,” I reminded myself as I pulled up to my apartment, parking and opening my door to see that he was already there holding his hand out to me. I took it guardedly and got out then he shut my door behind me. As we walked toward my apartment, I tried taking my hand from his but he held strong, not letting mine go; therefore, I was internally freaking out because I knew Amy would die if she saw it and would probably say something inappropriate, embarrassing the hell out of me. And God forbid if Bodhi was over. He’d probably ask Gable out himself.
Since I hadn’t seen either of their cars in the lot, I was hoping I was in the clear, yet I knew stranger things had happened. And since it was a Friday night, I knew Amy wouldn’t be in bed. I was praying that she was out with friends and not inside drinking beer and debating with Bodhi as I warily put the key into the lock. But when I opened the door, to my relief, the apartment was empty and I let out a huge breath.
“You okay?” Gable asked with a chuckle as we walked inside. “Got a jealous husband you were hoping wasn’t here or something?” He raised an eyebrow as he looked at me.
I chuckled. “No. I was just hoping my roommate wasn’t here.” He kept the eyebrow up and I explained. “Well, you’re you and everyone knows who you and your brothers are.” As he still kept his eyes on me, I continued. “She’d give me shit about it then wanna hold a three-hour Q and A session. I just didn’t feel up to it tonight.”
He frowned but nodded as if he understood, studying me like he was trying to figure me out which wasn’t a little unsettling.
“I’ll just, uh, go change. Make yourself comfortable. Not sure what’s in the fridge, but if you’re thirsty, I’m sure you can find something.” He nodded and I left him in the living room, heading to my room and closing the door once inside. I then grabbed my phone out of my pocket. “Hey,” I said quietly when Amy picked up. “Gable’s here and he’s taking me somewhere but won’t tell me where,” I whispered.
I listened first of all to her scream over loud music then I heard her inform Bodhi of what was going on, who grabbed her phone and asked excitedly, “Gable Powers is at your apartment?”
“Yeah. Don’t get your panties in a twist. We’re just friends,” I reminded him.
“Yeah, but he likes you, Scout. I know he wants more with you.”
“How can you know that, Bodhi?” I mean, I really wanted to know. Bodhi was a guy. He’d know this stuff.
“Because he’s trying. If you were just someone he wanted to fuck, do you think he’d even be giving you the time of day?”
I thought about that for a moment but felt it wasn’t enough. Hm. Bodhi was really falling down on his dude intuition. “Well, he just said earlier that he wasn’t looking to be tied down. So, again, we’re just friends .”
“Friends
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