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“What’s up?”
“I need a ride to the gym.” I close my eyes, waiting for the inquisition to start.
“Where’s your truck?”
There it is.“Palmer has it.” I’m greeted with nothing but silence on the other end.
“Palmer?”
“Yeah, you know Palmer, Deacon’s little sister, Ramsey’s best friend?”
“Why does Palmer have your truck?”
“Her car broke down. She needed wheels while Dec fixed hers. I was off today, so I offered.”
“How did you get involved?”
“Does it matter? Can you pick me up or not?”
“Yes, and yes. My girl is going to want to know all the details, so I’ve learned to ask these things.”
“Stop hiding behind your girlfriend.” Orrin and his girlfriend, Jade, have only been dating a short amount of time, but my oldest brother has conformed to being in a serious relationship with ease. I don’t give it long before he’s dropping to one knee, asking her to marry him. I like Jade. She’s sweet, and she’s good for Orrin.
“I’m not. I’m simply being a good boyfriend. Trust me, one day, you’ll understand.”
I ignore him. “I’ll be ready.”
“I’m heading out now.”
I end the call and drag my ass to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get ready for the gym. In the kitchen, I mix us both up a pre-workout shake, grab my phone, and go to wait for him on the front porch. It’s not two minutes later, he’s pulling into the driveway.
“Here.” I hand him the pre-workout shake through his window before making my way over to the passenger side and climbing in.
“Thanks. Talk.”
“There’s nothing to say. I was driving by and saw her car broken down on the side of the road, so I stopped. She was on the phone with Deacon. He had court. I was off, so I offered to take a look and ended up texting Declan to tow her to his place.”
“And now she has your truck. Your baby.”
“She does.”
“And you’re chill as hell right now. Spill it.”
“There’s nothing to spill.” I barely avoid rolling my eyes. “She needed wheels. I was there, I was off today, and it made sense. Declan will have her car fixed today. She’ll call me when it’s ready to swing by and get me, and we’ll go to Dec’s place to pick hers up.”
“Aren’t you just the good Samaritan,” he jokes.
“Can we not do this?”
“Fine,” he quickly concedes. “What’s wrong with her car?”
I sigh heavily, letting my head drop back against the seat. “Her alternator.”
“Easy fix.”
“That’s what I just said.”
“What did you get into last night?”
