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“It’s okay. That part is okay. I know what ‘no’ means, and that guy didn’t get that far. I was thinking about your other friend.”
“Yeah.” She sighed. “Fine, you have a point though, if a guy is gonna bail just because Coop looks at him crosswise…”
“Exactly.”
Nose wrinkled, she blew a raspberry. “Okay, so it’s not totally Coop and Jake’s faults.”
“Oh sure it is,” I countered with a grin. “Just, they weren’t totally wrong, either.”
“I am never telling my brother that.” She gave a firm nod, and I laughed.
“Your secret is safe with me.” It was an easy promise.
“You know I used to wish you were my big sister,” Trina admitted.
“You might have said that a few times.”
Red stained the other girl’s cheeks, even as she laughed. “Still wish it sometimes.”
“Consider me adopted,” I told her. “You hungry?”
“Yes, but I’m not eating with the Dangly Bits crew.”
It was my turn to laugh.
“I’m gonna call one of the girls, then probably go binge something on Netflix.”
Ten minutes later, she was out the door and I flopped back on the sofa.
“Well?” Coop asked, and I raised my brows. “How did it go?”
“It went fine,” I told him. “What are we eating?”
“That’s it? Just fine?” He squinted at me. “C’mon, Frankie, tell me, you know you want to.”
“What I want is food…and a chance to see which of you is going to win the races tonight…”
Yep, dangle the video games and they went for the bait. Well, not all of it. Coop gave me a worried frown, and I smiled before mouthing ‘she’s fine’ and to ‘trust me.’
Despite his grunt, he let it go after that, and I got to tuck there between them as they argued, raced, and drove each other crazy.
Eventually, we even got food.
Sunday started out much like Saturday, except I didn’t oversleep, thanks to the smoke alarm going off.
Ian tried bacon again.
The laughter and grumbling from the kitchen added a flash of joy to the day.
Fortunately, I had a lot of homework to do and so did the guys. So after we managed to salvage some of the not blackened to charcoal bacon, Jake and Coop took over the cooking while Ian and Archie went for coffee. My arm ached like crazy, but I did my best to ignore it. The pain meds helped, sure, but it made studying a pain in the ass.
I really hoped the doc didn’t stick my arm in a cast. The splint was bad enough. A cast would suck.
We also went to get Ian’s bike from the shop. From the repairs, it looked to be in good shape. I still couldn’t believe someone had vandalized it. My car. Then his bike. Only they’d done some damage to his bike.
Serious damage.
“Yeah, I could have lived without that bill,” Ian admitted as he tucked his wallet into his back pocket. I leaned against Jake’s SUV. “You know,” he said. “I’d offer to give you the next first inaugural ride…”
