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“Sorry.” He huffed out a laugh. “I didn’t have anyone else to get them.”
“And you should wash them, you know.” She glared down at his feet. How did those things smell so much?
“I wash my feet every day,” he huffed, and she shook her head.
“I mean your stupid boots.”
“Hey, my boots aren’t stupid.”
“But they are smelly.” She wrinkled her nose at him, and he laughed.
“Noted. I’ll get you some ice cream or something to say thanks.”
“Or you could give me your lunch?” She put up prayer hands, batting her lashes.
“My lunch?” He gave her a confused look, pushing his brows together. “Did you forget groceries again?” Her face heated.
Yeah, she’d been known to pop over to his place to bum a meal or two off him when she’d forgotten to stock up on groceries and didn’t have extra money to eat out. She felt guilty about it, but he always offered, so it wasn’t like she was stealing or anything. And she gave him candy all the time, so it was even.
“I don’t have time to stop. I need to get to work.”
“Ah, shit. I didn’t realize you were on your way to work. I wouldn’t have asked. Fuck, I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay.” She shrugged. It was fine. She was mostly just teasing him. But she was starving. This morning, she’d left Jett’s place in such a hurry she didn’t stop to eat the breakfast he’d made her. Even though he grumbled about it, he had to let her go, otherwise she would’ve been late to class.
She’d promised him she’d eat lunch, but…what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, right?
But she knew he’d somehow figure it out. That man just knew everything.
After spending nearly every night at his house this week, she’d learned she can’t keep anything from him. She was pretty sure he was a mind reader.
“I didn’t bring lunch. I was going to pick something up. Fuck. Can you wait like five minutes? I’ll grab you something. Just sit here.”
“Wes, it’s fine.” She waved him off, feeling guilty. She shouldn’t have asked him for food. He wouldn’t stop until she was fed, and she didn’t have time for Wes’ crazy right now. “I was kidding.” He looked like he didn’t believe her, but she didn’t have time for this. She needed to go.
The door behind him opened, and she expected the girl to come toward them, that warm, friendly smile on her face. She looked around Wes’ wide body to tell her she was leaving, but froze.
Jett stared back at her, looking just as shocked as she felt.
“Abbie?”
“Jett?”
They spoke at the same time. Wes glanced over his shoulder as he stepped out of their way. She and Jett just stared at each other. She knew her mouth was hanging open, her eyes wide.
What was he doing here?
Finally, she took him in, taking in his uniform shirt and dirty jeans, his grease-smeared skin and sweaty face.
He worked here.
“You work with Wes?” she blurted, and Jett’s attention snapped to the other man. Wes stepped back into the wall.
“You know Wes?” Jett growled. “How?”
“He’s, um, he’s my neighbor. Hey, Jetty? You okay?” Why did he look like he was about to kill Wes?
“Is he now?” His jaw was tight as he glared at him. Weird reaction.
