Page 13 of Not Even Close


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Xochitl spewing out all her liquor suddenly as Byron jumped out of the way just in time interrupted whatever BS he’d begun to say. Even as Vannah held Xochitl’s hair as she continued to throw up by the side of the car, she couldn’t understand why she felt almost hurt.

For a moment, when Xochitl had begun to giggle, Vannah had started to feel hurt withher. If anyone knew how utterly infatuated Vannah was with this guy it was Xochitl. But then she reminded herself the girlwaswasted. Watching her friend hurl out her guts made Vannah feel guilty about what she’d begun to think.

Byron handed her a handful of napkins. The kind you get from fast food places. “It’s all I have in my car.”

Ignoring her conflicting feelings, she took the napkins from him and handed one to Xochitl. Her spewing had finally ceased, but she needed to clean up. “Well, at least this happened here and not in an Uber on the way home.”

“You Ubered here?” Byron asked.

Vannah nodded as she smiled at her mortified looking friend. “Better?”

It was obvious Xochitl was still completely out of it, but at least she wasn’t hurling anymore.

“I can give you a lift home.” Byron offered just as the words begun to assault Vannah again.

It was obvious he wanted in her pantsbad.

“No, way.”

“What? Wait—”

“I’ll take you home,” Joseph said interrupting Byron, then glanced down at Xochitl. “Can you walk? I’m parked a few blocks away.”

Xochitl started to pull away from Byron’s car, but immediately clutched onto Vannah’s arm and leaned back against the car again. “Oh my God. I’m so dizzy.”

“That’s okay, I can go get my car.” Joseph reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. “Will you be okay here without me?” He glanced at Byron then back at Vannah. “I shouldn’t be too long.”

“That’s fine,” Vannah said again determined to not look into those probing eyes. “We’ll wait for you.”

“Take my number down just in case.”

Tapping at her phone screen, Vannah added Joseph’s number into her contacts. She hadn’t decided on whether she’d be giving him her number yet, but she had no choice now, when she’d call or text him later, he’d have it. It wasn’t until Joseph was far enough away, that Byron spoke up again.

“You just met this guy?”

Glancing at him, Vannah refrained from breathing in deeply. As much as she’d fantasied about him, she hated how much better looking he was up close, damn it. She nodded but didn’t offer anything else.

“And you’re jumping in a car with him?”

With her jaw dropping open, Vannah shook her head. “As opposed to jumping in one withyou? Someone who was about to take my drunk friend to park somewhere?”

“Yeah, so that we could—”

Byron jumped out of the way in time when Xochitl threw up again, but Vannah wasn’t so lucky this time. Xochitl got her right in the arm before she started whimpering. “Oh, Vannah, I’m so sorry.”

Holding her arm away from herself and glancing around for something,anythingshe could wipe it down with, Vannah shook her head. “It’s okay, hon.”

Byron wore that same soured expression Vannah knew she was making, as he rushed to the back of his car and the trunk popped open. “Here,” he said pulling out clothing and handing to her. Vannah took it and quickly started cleaning her arm. “I have more if you need more. I forgot I had my gym bag back here.”

Realizing she was cleaning up with his gym shorts, Vannah did her best to stay composed. “Maybe one more,” she said reluctantly but Xochitlhadgotten her good.

This time he handed her a white tank like the one she’d seen him looking so delectable in at the gym.

“There’s no way that guys getting back here anytime soon,” Byron said. “Look at that backup.”

Glancing up at the parking lot of a street, Vannah had to admit he had a point. She frowned pulling her own phone out of her pocket. “Maybe I should just call an Uber.”

“Because it’s gonna be able to get through this traffic sooner than the other guy?”

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