Page 36 of Always Been You


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I take the packages from his hands. “Thanks for bringing these over.”

“No problem. I was actually hoping to see your sister too, if I’m being honest.” He chuckles. “Is she home?”

Keep it together. This isn’t a random guy at a bar who doesn’t know the woman in question is your sister. I decide to fuck with him because I can’t say what I actually want. “Monica? No.” I shake my head before leaning against the door jamb.

“Oh…” He scratches behind his head and looks off towards his house, probably feeling awkward and regretting opening this door with me. He seems slightly intimidated, which I’m not sure why because this might be our fourth ever conversation and there’s never been any problems. Although that could change if he’s going to be pursuing Gabrielle this aggressively. “I meant, Gabrielle.” He smiles again. “Is she home?”

“Nope,” I say, not offering up any information about where she is or when she may return.

“Okay, well…tell her I came by? I would just text her but I got a new phone a while back and don’t have all my numbers.” He pulls out his phone. “Can you give it to me? I’d love to grab a coffee or—”

“You’re not actually using me as a middleman to ask my sister out, are you?” I cock my head to the side. Just as I said yesterday, zero fucking swag. Even if Gabrielle wasn’t mine, this is just embarrassing.

“No, I just…” He shakes his head. “Don’t bust my balls alright? Can you just give me her number?”

“No, I can’t. I’m not in the habit of giving either of my sisters’ numbers out without their consent. But you can leave your number if you want. I’ll see that she gets it.” Maybe.

I can tell he’s getting irritated, but to be honest, I couldn’t be bothered to care as he’s on my porch trying to score a date with the love of my life. “Okay, well do you have a pen and paper?”

“I’ll remember it.”

“Will you?”

I resist the urge to let out a very exasperated sigh. “I work with numbers but you know what, here.” I grab the pad from off the table next to the door and the pen and hand it to him. I could have recalled the ten numbers he spit out as I am actually good with numbers, but fuck it. I haven’t decided if she’s getting the message regardless.

He hands the pad to me and nods. “Thanks.”

“Not a problem. Merry Christmas,” I tell him. I barely hear him reply, “Merry—” before I shut the door.

“I should tell her about this. She’s not even interested,” I say aloud as I hold the paper in my hands, struggling with the idea of ripping it to shreds and throwing it away. I hear the garage door closing and my cock springs to life thinking about Gabrielle and I wonder how I’ll be able to get a personal show of what she bought at the mall today, particularly the lingerie. My cock deflates as I think about the fact that she’s not coming in alone and Monica and Mom would probably wonder why we were in my room with the door closed. Fuck. I feel like I’m a teenager again and I can’t be in my room with a girl with the door closed.

Would they even think anything of it if we were in there with the door closed?

Maybe. It’s a little odd.

My inner monologue is interrupted by my father coming in the door dressed like he’d gone into work.

“You’re working this week?” I ask, shoving Brandon’s number in my pocket.

“My job doesn’t stop four days before Christmas, Son, we aren’t even closed Christmas Eve.” He chuckles. “My hearing got cancelled because the judge can’t get out of his neighborhood with all the snow which is the only reason why I’m home.”

My father works at the largest law firm in Connecticut of which he’d been offered partner twice. He rejected the offer, valuing time with my mother and us kids above anything and knowing that becoming partner is a strain on all relationships. Now that he’s older, he wants to spend more time with my mother and his future grandchildren he’s been begging Monica and me for. Not to mention, he already makes more than enough money.

“And two of the three partners already fled the Connecticut temperatures. Landon took Serena and their new baby to Arizona to some spa for Christmas. And Preston and Vi went to D.C. to be with Skyler and her fiancé.” Landon and Preston are both partners at the firm and two of my father’s oldest friends, both of whom I’ve known since I was young. Serena and I sort of grew up together with her being about three years younger than me. She always seemed super innocent but then she started messing around with Landon, her father’s best friend which kind of threw everyone off.

To be honest, I thought it was kind of badass.

“The girls not back from the mall?” He looks at his watch. I shake my head and my eyes dart to the door, as if my brain was suddenly convinced by my father’s words that Gabrielle was about to walk through it. “I don’t even want to look at the credit card statement.”

He makes his way towards the steps and stops on the bottom one. “I’m starving, you want to order some food?”

“Sure, how’s pizza?” I ask, knowing that my despite how well he eats all the time, it’s one of his weaknesses.

“Put the order in, I’m going to go shower.” He says as he makes it to the top of the stairs. “And text Gabrielle to see when they’re going to be home and how much damage they’ve done.” He chuckles.

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