Page 20 of My Anti-Hero


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He grunted, shaking his head. “Lo, who’s like her sister, set us up. Said Willow gave the go-ahead.”

“She prefers Billie. How long have you been waiting for a date?”

He laughed abruptly. “Clocked her two years ago, but I was in a relationship. Once it ended, I made it known six months ago that I was interested. She’s a ball buster, and she doesn’t even know it.”

I nodded. “Got no clue.”

“She told me tonight she hadn’t even asked for me. It was between me and another guy. Lo picked me.”

I had to laugh. “This was just my second time meeting her, but that sounds right.”

“Jesus. Your second time?”

I eyed him. “Yeah.”

He raked a hand over his head. “Shit, man. I should back out. I can see your connection, but a woman like that? All that she just did? That sealed it for me. I’m in.”

Well, fuck. “Are you serious?”

He gave me a glimmer of a grin. “I know who you are, you know.”

I slanted him a dark look. “I know who you are too.”

His chin lifted.

“You’re the dickhead who took my girl on a date.”

He burst out laughing. “You messed up, and I got a chance, so thank you. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m here on a date.”

I bit off a growl as he strode back inside. I went right after him, having never imagined myself in this position or that this was how the night would go. He went to a table, and I cut through to the area where Olvander and I always sat. He and Billie were in the back booth, her head barely visible as she was scrunched all the way against the wall. When I got there, Olvander was laughing his ass off—bent over, his beer spilling because his body was shaking, and he pounded the table with his hand. “I can’t even! My man. My boy. And you—I should’ve stayed.” He let out a long laugh, resting his hand on his chest. “I’m going to regret that for so long.” He saw me, and his head tipped back in another round of laughter, loud and not caring about the attention he was attracting.

I ignored him. “I’d like to give you a ride home,” I told Billie.

She had stopped laughing, her eyes getting big, just like all the other times I’d been forward with her. She was so unlike the other women I came in contact with. So many of them were the aggressors. I hardly had to say anything. But here Billie was, always having a different reaction to me. I never knew what I was going to get.

I caught movement behind me, and saw the date coming in.

“Billie, I’d like to give you a ride home,” he said.

“I…” Her eyes trailed behind me as he rounded my side and stood next to me.

He stopped short at the sight of Olvander. “Whoa. Hi.” He smirked, motioning between Ole and me. “Do all footballers hang out like this? I heard some do and some don’t.”

I growled. “So glad you found us. Now you can go. I’ll give Billie a ride home.”

“I—” Billie started.

“I brought her. She’s my date,” the guy countered. “I’ll make sure she gets home safely.”

I faced him. “She will, because I’ll take her.”

“I don’t think so. Lo entrusted her to me. Lo has no idea who you are.”

“She will when I introduce myself, when I get her home.”

“She doesn’t live with Lo.”

“We’ll make a stop on the way.”

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