Page 69 of Shattered Skull


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“Someone could be waiting inside for you.”

She laughed at my words. “You should probably lay off the weed, Aiken. You’re the most paranoid person alive, and that says a lot coming from me.”

“I'm not paranoid. You don’t know this area or the shit that goes on around here like I do.”

“I’ll lock up as soon as I’m inside. Promise.”

She got off the bike, and I followed behind her.

“What are you doing?” she asked when I stepped up onto the porch behind her.

“I’m checking the place. You underestimate this neighborhood,” I said, stepping around her and opening the front door. “Come on.”

She followed me inside, closing and locking the door behind her. Then she stood in the living room with a hand on her hip while I went around the house checking to make sure no one was squatting inside. When I got back to the living room, she hadn’t moved from her spot.

“You’re ridiculous. You know that, right?”

“Whatever. What time did Zada say she’d be home?”

She shrugged. “Hard to say. She might crash at Reggie’s. But again, I’m fine.”

“Guess I’m crashing on the couch then,” I said, falling onto the couch and putting my feet on the coffee table.

The mud from my boots fell onto the wood, leaving a mess.

“You’re not serious.”

“As a heart attack,” I said, resting my arms behind my head.

“Fine. Whatever. It’s not my house,” she said, leaving the living room.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“To get ready for bed. I’m tired. There are blankets in the hallway linen closet, I think.”

She disappeared into Zada’s room, closing the door behind her. She wasn’t in there long before she came back out in a set of purple pajamas with llamas all over them.

“Hot,” I said sarcastically, pointing at her PJs.

“Shut up.” She smiled, tossing a blanket at my head.

I caught it with a chuckle before I set it beside me.

“I'm serious. Those llamas are doing it for me. I mean, look how they’re staring back at me. They want it.”

She laughed, falling onto the couch beside me. “Leave my llamas alone. They’re comfy.”

“I bet they are. They have to be since they’re so ugly.”

She snorted and shook her head.

It was different with Everly. Any other girl would have gone into the room and came out half-naked.

Not her.

She went inside and got comfortable without worrying about whether I thought she looked sexy, which of course, only intensified how hot she was.

Her long hair was piled on top of her head, a single tendril she had missed falling down her back. She grinned over at me, and without even realizing I was doing it, I smiled back.

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