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“Yeah, well, we’re here to pick up Raven.” With his fingers, he lightly skims the side of my arm.
“Oh.” Dixie May frowns.
Insert crickets to fill up the awkward silence.
“Okay, well, bye.” Hunter throws her a dismissive wave then guides me toward the car. Jax has already climbed into the back seat, so I guess he won their rock, paper, scissors throw down.
Once we reach the car, Hunter removes his arm from my shoulders and gestures for me to climb into the back. I do so, sliding in beside Jax.
Zay is texting on his phone and doesn’t glance up at me. He’s sitting in the driver’s seat, so I’m assuming this beautiful car is his. Like yesterday, he has on a black hoodie with the hood pulled over the top of his head. His hands are resting on top of the steering wheel, so I can see that his knuckles are a bit scraped up. The wounds look fresh.
I wonder what happened.
As Hunter hops in and shuts the door, Zay puts his phone away. “That took way longer than I wanted it to.”
“Yeah, I know.” Hunter blows out the loudest exhale. “Dude, that was so damn awkward. Seriously, she wouldn’t stop talking to me, and I didn’t even say a word.”
“Even more awkward than getting chased through the parking lot by that Katy chick?” I joke, buckling my seat belt.
Jax snorts a laugh, and Zay flicks a glance at me from over his shoulder before throwing the car into reverse and backing down the driveway. Dixie May is heading back inside but keeps casting glances over her shoulder at the car, as if half-expecting the guys to come back and give her a ride.
Hunter twists around in the seat to look at me with a playful smile on his face. “That thing with Katy wasn’t awkward for me since I was the one being chased. Not doing the chasing.”
“Liar,” I mock. “You totally lookedsouncomfortable.”
“I did not.” He rests his chin on the back of the seat. “I was completely calm.”
“Bullshit. You basically threw me in your car so you could escape her,” I tease, sitting back.
“He threw you in the car … huh?” Confusion creases Jax’s face. “Okay, he didn’t tell us about that part.”
“That’s because she’s exaggerating.” Hunter smirks at me while reaching for his seat belt.
“I am not. But whatever. We can pretend if it makes you feel better.” I flash him a toothy grin.
He struggles not to smile, but then he turns serious, and I think,Okay, here it is. He’s gonna ask me if I’m in or out with their whole spy, or whatever it is they are, thing.
“I have to ask you something very important,” he says. “And I need you to answer me truthfully, okay?”
“Um … okay.” I glance at Jax to see if he looks as serious as Hunter, but he’s just rolling his eyes.
Puzzled, I return my attention back to Hunter, who’s carrying my gaze intensely.
“I need to know what your favorite breakfast food is.”
I blink. “What? How is that important?”
A smile curves across his lips. “Every person should know what their BFF’s favorite breakfast food is.”
“Dude, you’re weird,” I state with a trace of a smile on my lips.
His brow cocks upward. “I think we already established that yesterday. Remember? We both agreed that we’re both weird, and that we’re perfect for each other.”
Zay lets out an exasperated sigh as he steers out onto the road. “Quit flirting with her, man, and get to the point.”
“There’s a point to this?” I question, causing Hunter to jut out his lip and Jax to chuckle.
“There’s a point. Hunter just isn’t good at making them.” Zay gives me a quick glance from over his shoulder. “What he was supposed to ask is if you’re in or not.”
