Page 11 of My Anchor (Trio Series 1)

“Waffle man?” I giggle at Lee as he piles the blubbery syrup on one of his waffles. He has ordered all you can eat waffles and so far has eaten three. Trying each syrup that is on the table with each new waffle the waitress brings, there are two more left so I imagine two more waffles are on the way.

“Hell yes, I am. You like yours?” He gestures to my one waffle that I’ve only eaten half of.

“Yes it’s good I'm just not much of a breakfast person I guess. But I do love waffles.” I smile at him. He really is quite adorable.

“What are your plans for the day? Do you have Dirty Sunday to get to?” We both laugh and I tell him what it all entails.

“That’s great you three have each other. I'm close with one of my brothers the other not so much which is weird since they are twins. You would think they would be similar.” Taking another bite the waitress comes by and drops off another waffle Taking his glass of orange juice to refill.

“How are you on coffee?” She asks me.

“I'm fine thank you.”

“Brothers hmm… I always wondered what it would be like to have a sibling. I didn't meet Cris and Shane till we were in middle school.” He starts on his next waffle. Where does this guy put all this food?

“You still talk to your dad?” Where did that come from?

“No.” Now I really have no apatite.

“Sorry, I'm sure you talk about your shit with the girls but you know you can talk to me too. I'm a good listener.”

“My shit?” What the hell?

“Yeah everyone has some no need to get pissy about it.”

“Whatever. Are you done yet? I have things to do today.” I really don't but for some reason, he just pissed me off. Childish I know but if the shoe fits…

“Alright.” He looks annoyed but says nothing else.

There are no other words spoken on the way back to my apartment. That is until I'm about to leave.

“I'm sorry for prying. My relationship with my dad sucks but I still talk to him. I just wanted to… I don't know.”

“My dad used to beat the shit out of me and call me names whenever the house wasn't clean, bills weren’t paid, hell just because it was a Tuesday. So no I don't talk to him. Happy?” Shit, I can’t believe I just said that.

“Fuck no I'm not happy.” His expression has turned murderous. “Shit, you said he was a prick but fuck… Linn.”

“No, you don't get to do the pity thing on me. That part of my life is over. That is why I don't talk about it.” Fuck fuck fuck. Shana and Cris don't even know about dad hitting me.

“No pity here. Let's just. Come here.” He says then reaches out and grabs me, bringing my face to his. Kissing me softly. “Okay, it’s forgotten, babe. I’ll see you soon okay?”

“Yeah,” I whisper back then boldly bring my mouth back to his kissing him just a little harder. Groaning he pulls away.

“Babe you had better get out of this jeep before I lose my mind.” Smiling at him I open the door but before closing it behind me I turn around.

“Thank you for this morning never had head that good before. Maybe next time it can be your turn?” I don't even let him respond before I slam the door and take off to my apartment. When I get inside I feel my phone vibrate with a text.

Lee: Tease!

“So what’s happening next weekend? We have any plans?” I ask Shana and Cristal while we sit and watch TV eating pizza.

“Well, it turns out one of Malibu Barbie’s friends isn't going to make it to the wedding so I have to fill in. Kill me now. So we are going to some bridal shop in Seattle to look for bridesmaids dresses. I told mom she had to pay for it since she was making me do it. I'm just hoping it’s strapless.” She says the last part in an evil tone. That girl.

“Well, that sucks. Have fun with… that.” I laugh at her impression of making herself throw up. Classy.

“What about you Cris? Big plans or is it just the two of us?” She looks down at her hands and mumbles something. “What was that Cris.?” Shana asks.

“I have a date.” She says in a little louder of a voice. Well hell.

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