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“Why are you not at work?” I ask instead of answering.
“We’re working nights right now because of the heat. Why are you here?”
“Whose car is that?” I ask.
“Nunya,” he says, his arms coming to cross over his chest.
“That’s mature,” I chide as I close the distance.
“Is she a student at the school?” I ask, having noticed the parking permit on the top left corner of her windshield. “Or is she staff?”
I know the answer before he lies because the parking permits for Lindell University are color coded, and anything other than white is issued to students. The purple tag on the car tells me at least she’s a senior. Red is given to freshmen as if a warning that they’re too young, and only a few of those are handed out each year. Most freshmen aren’t even allowed a vehicle on campus.
“Who are you talking about?” he asks, as if I’m delusional.
“The girl who drives that car,” I tell him, my voice containing more annoyance than I have the right to, considering I’m the one who showed up at their house unannounced.
“See you at work.”
I swear my jaw hangs open when I see a guy walk out onto the porch. His bright blue eyes turn in my direction. His sun-kissed hair looks almost white when he steps out from under the shade of the porch.
Donnie looks disappointed when the guy claps him on the back before climbing down the stairs.
“Hey,” the guy says as he walks past me. “Gonne be late for class. Think you can move?”
I take a step to the side, my eyes still locked on my brother.
“Ma’am?”
I scrunch my nose.
“Ma’am?” I repeat, turning my full attention to the guy who looks older than the sticker on his car indicates he is. The man is sheer perfection with his chiseled jaw and perfect teeth.
The smile he’s giving me is charming, and I have no doubt the man uses it all the time to get what he wants.
“Carter,” Ronnie snaps, and it pulls my attention from the charming guy smiling at me to my other brother who is also now standing on the front porch.
Both men look like annoyed statues as they glare in our direction.
“Adalynn,” I say, holding my hand out to the guy.
“Ah,” he says, a hint of recognition in his tone. “The little sister.”
“You seem to know a lot more about me than I do you, Carter.”
His palm is warm in mine when we shake.
“I know you’re blocking me in.”
I chuckle, looking over my shoulder at my car.
“Seems I am. Maybe I won’t let you leave until you tell me all the things.”
“What do you want to know?”
“Carter!”
His eyes dart toward Ronnie but they’re full of mischievousness when he looks back at me.
