Page 84 of Without Bound
“Geez. Think you could wipe the disappointed look off your face?” Nix smacks my shoulder then pushes past me into the small entryway. “I was down at the stadium clearing out all my gear and thought I’d drop in and see if you want to go grab a beer with me.”
“Uh, well I kind of have plans,” I tell him right as he hears the music playing.
“Oh shit. I’m sorry. Got a date upstairs?”
“Nah. Not yet. But I do have someone coming over any moment,” I tell him, hoping he’ll sense the urgency in my voice and leave before Anais pulls up.
Hopefully she’ll recognize her Uncle’s big ass truck and keep driving.
“Yeah? Who is it? Anyone I know?” He waggles his brows with a cheeky grin on his face.
“I don’t-I, um. It’s new. I’ll tell you about her when I know where things are going,” I lie.
He studies me with narrowed eyes, his mouth working back and forth like he’s rolling around the words he wants to say.
Finally he says, “Is it that chick Melina that CeCe introduced you to?”
“No, man. Not her. I promise to tell you when the time is right.” Sweat starts to bead at my hairline and my pulse is racing as he continues to stand here.
“Cool. I get it. Well then, guess I’ll head out. I just miss you, brotha. Seems like we haven’t had much time to hang out. We need a guys night soon before you get busy with your season. Yeah?” He leans in for a hug and slap on the back before turning to open the door.
“For sure. Let’s talk to Vaughan and Hayes, maybe even see if we can drag Luca away from C. The guy barely lets her walk. I can’t imagine he’d be too thrilled about leaving her alone for a few hours.”
“Eh. We’ll get the girls to go over to her house and it’ll be good.”
I follow him out to his truck to make sure he leaves as soon as possible. He opens his door and just as he turns his back to climb in, a blue streak catches the corner of my eye as it goes speeding by.
“Damn. That car was going fast,” Nix says when he hears the rush of the engine.
“Probably some stupid kids. Hey, get home safely. Okay?” Nix starts up his truck and rolls the window down.
“Oh. One last thing. I heard Viv talking with Cami about having a Halloween party. Probably at the ranch but I’m not positive. I’m sure they’ll text you about it since you’re an ‘honorary’ member of their girl group.”
I roll my eyes, laughing at him every time he talks about the college sleepovers.
“Man, you gotta get over that. It was a long time ago and aside from the party at your place, I haven’t had a sleepover with them since we graduated college.” I tap the door two times then tell him, “You get a sleepover every night with Red, so I don’t understand why you’re still complaining.”
A devious look crosses his face and I don’t even want to know what is about to spill from his mouth.
“Best fucking sleepovers I’ve ever had. The other night she–”
“NO! I don’t want to hear it. Viv is like a little sister and any mention of you violating her is too much,” I tell him, backing away from his truck.
“Meviolatingher?She’s the one that does all of the violating. She’s feisty.” He turns up the volume on his radio and begins backing out. He pops his head out of the window and calls out, “But the way she can deep throat…fuuuuck.”
“You asshole. Get out of here.” He cracks up laughing and drives away.
I watch until he turns the corner then quickly rush back inside. I look for my phone that I left on the kitchen counter and see a series of texts from Anais.
??: Oh my god! Why is my Uncle at your house?!
??: Does he know? Bishop! Did you tell him?
??: I’m waiting down the street.Text me when he leaves. Unless he kills you because you’re fucking his niece.
??: NM. Erase that. I don’t want that out in the universe. Oh god. Please hurry!
I send her a text and tell her he’s gone and run back down the stairs to open the garage. I’m breathing heavily from all of the up and down the stairs I’ve done in the past few minutes. I throw up the kickstand on my bike, hit the clutch and move it to the back of the garage to make room for Anais to park her car inside. Just in case anyone else decides to make an unannounced visit.
