“Not sure. Kim is heading into town, something about needing new clothes. I’m not in a shopping mood.”
“So you’re planning on hanging around here then?”
“Is that a problem?” Did he want me to leave? I couldn’t be sure.
“Reaper’s heading back in this morning with a few blokes. It might be for the best if you weren’t around.”
So he wanted me to leave.
“So that explains why you gave Kim that heap of cash yesterday,” I smirked. “How long do you want us gone for?”
He picked the cigarette up from the ashtray and finished it.
“You can come back tonight, just make it late.”
Great. Now I had to think of something to keep me occupied all day.
“I’ll head out soon then.”
He nodded his head. “I’ll see you when you get back.”
“Yep.”
Being made to leave felt way too familiar. Maybe if I was going to stay in town, I should think about getting my own place and stop living with the old man and his drunken crew.
I pulled out my mobile and dialed Kim’s number. Looks like I was going shopping.
***
“What about this one?” Kim held up a black dress. “It’s shorter.”
“I don’t know if that is necessarily a good thing,” I advised her while searching in my handbag for my buzzing phone. “I thought you said you wanted to look classy?”
Kim shopping for something that wasn’t trashy, slutty, or didn’t show half her breasts was a challenge, one she wasn’t succeeding at.
I think every blood vessel in my body ran ice cold when I finally found my phone and saw the name on the screen.
A text message from Reaper.
Not once had he messaged me.
Not once in the whole time that we had been doing, well, whatever our relationship is, has he ever messaged me.
Had something happened?
I stared blankly at my phone for a good few minutes while multiple theories ran through my head. Finally, I decided to just see what it said.
Where are you?
There were a few things that floated to my mind as I read his three little words.
One, he actually spelled correctly.
Two, he had noticed I wasn’t in the clubhouse.
Chewing my bottom lip, I decided it was better to keep my response short and sweet.
Shopping