Page 45 of Endgame

Rourke

SIX CLIMBED INTO THE passenger seat of my truck and fastened her seatbelt. I didn’t say a word to her. She looked about two seconds away from crying and I had a feeling that whatever came out of my mouth would set her off.

I’d seen the expression on her face when I told her about her mom. Her whole world crumbled in the two seconds it took me to give her the news and tell her everything was okay.

Why couldn’t they have sent her a damn message?

Why the fuck was I the one taking care of her now?

Why did I care?

And where the fuck was her car?

Goddammit.

Silent, I threw the truck into gear and tore off in the direction of the house.

“You’re sure my mom’s okay?” Six finally broke the silence by asking and I nodded.

“She’s fine, Six.”

“Was that your girlfriend?”

I turned and looked at her.

“The blonde,” she clarified. Clasping her hands in front of her, she exhaled heavily. “With the legs.”

I smirked and turned my attention back to the road ahead of us. Six was talking about Meredith Sanders. “No,” I replied after a pause. “She’s just a girl from school. Not my girlfriend.” Although, she apparently wanted to be.

I had just pulled up at the restaurant earlier when I got the message from my Dad, calling a rain check on dinner. The dinner they had obviously forgotten to mention was canceled to Six. Assholes.

I’d been reading the text from Dad when a very drunk Meredith had opened the passenger door of my truck and climbed in.

Having managed to sweet-talk her out of my truck, I’d been trying and failing to coax the girl to go home when Six arrived.

To be honest, I’d been sort of relieved to see her. Saved me a huge fucking swell of regret later.

“Huh,” Six muttered with a grimace. “Could’ve fooled me; the way she was all over you.”

“Mere is…friendly.” I frowned, wondering what kinder way there was to call a girl loose. “She uh, likes footballers.” That was putting it mildly.

In junior year alone, Mere had fucked Reebo, Mase, Bear, Clayton, Reeves, and Lewis. Daryl took her v-card in sophomore year so that was him scratched off the list.

“She wants me,” I explained with a frown. It sounded vain as hell when I said it like that, but it was the truth. Meredith wanted to add my name to the list of Ocean Bay Falcon’s she’d bagged.

“I find that hard to believe,” Six shot back.

“What? That she’d want to fuck me?”

Six blushed. “No.” She scrunched her nose up. “Yes… Ugh, I don’t know. It just sounds like something a guy a would do.”

“Wow. Sexist much?”

“I’m not being sexist,” she shot back.

“Yeah, you are.”

“How’d you figure that one?”

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