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“And have you talked to him?”
“He’s called a few times, but I’ve dodged his calls. He knows about me working at the bar and had the guts to accusemeof cheating on him with you.” She drops her legs and snorts. “I didn’t even bother replying. I hope he thinks I’m screwing your brains out, so he can feel as stupid as I do.”
My head jerks back. “Screwing my brains out, huh?” My dick stirs.Why does she have to say shit like that?
“You know what I mean.”
“It can be arranged, if you’d like.”
Our eyes briefly meet until she breaks contact by rolling hers. “Whatever. I annoy you.”
“True. You’re right. I shouldn’t screw an annoying woman’s brains out.”
“So, is that what you were doing tonight?”
“Screwing an annoying woman’s brains out? Negative.”
“Whatwereyou doing then?”
“Hanging out with Cohen.”
She sucks in what sounds like an aggravated breath. “You already said that.” She yawns. “I’ve had a long day. I’ll see you later.”
I capture her arm when she gets up, stopping her. “Don’t bullshit me, Sierra.”
She sinks back against the cushions. “What are you talking about?”
“I’m talking about your rounded-ass questions you ask in some code that I’m supposed to understand, and then you get pissed when I don’t speak in code right back. I had drinks with a friend.”
“So you told me.”
“Why are you upset about that?”
“I’m not.”
“Bullshit.”
She throws her head back. “I don’t know why I am, honestly.” She shrugs, tears hitting her eyes.
“Again, speaking in code.”
“I hoped maybe as roommates, we’d hang out or something.” She shakes her head and slaps her forehead. “Oh my God, that sounds so stupid and immature.”
I stand, walk to the kitchen, and grab two beers from the fridge. My next stop is the pantry where I snag a bag of kettle corn and chips. I reach into the freezer, pull out a container of ice cream, and open the drawer for two spoons.
“What are you doing?” she draws out, her attention bobbing from me and the snacks clutched in my hold when I return.
I plop back down on the couch, closer to her this time, and the chips fall between us. “If you want to hang out with me, just say it.” I hand her a spoon and the tub of ice cream. “I bought this at the store earlier. Mint chocolate chip is still your favorite, right?”
She nods as a blush hits her cheeks.
“Good. Now, pick something to watch. I’m exhausted, and I can’t promise to stay awake long, but I’m here. I’ll always be here.”
13
Sierra
Tonight ismy first weekend shift.
