Page 135 of Waiting to Lose
Rob shook his head and folded his arms.
“That’s it? That’s all you have to say?” she asked him.
“I’m working, Kendra. I know you’re not familiar with the concept, but try to understand.”
Madi cringed as she and Jake made eye contact. “That doesn’t sound good.” Jake turned off the mic and opened the door.
“Fuck y—Merry Christmas!” Kendra went from angry to fake smiling.
She pulled Madi into a hug and licked her cheek. “Hey, beyotch.”
Madi smiled and wiped her face.
“Hey, fine piece of ass. I hope you have wine,” Kendra said to Jake with her hands on her hips.
Jake smirked. “We made sure we bought a case when we knew you were coming.”
Kendra laughed and hugged him. “Is he being good to you?” she asked, pointing toward Jake.
Madi smiled. “Very good to me.”
Kendra rolled her eyes. “Damn. I was in the mood to kick some ass today.”
Jake held the door as Rob entered. Kendra glared at him and rolled her eyes again, turning around.
“Let me take your bags and coat,” Jake said, holding out his arms. Kendra handed him her gifts and unbuttoned her jacket, letting it slip from her shoulders. She was wearing a tiny little piece of material that might pass as a skirt for a young child, and black thigh-high boots. She turned as Rob’s eyes darted up her legs to her face, then to the cleavage at her chest.
She turned quickly and winked at Madi, who knew Kendra had received the reaction she was looking for.
As Jake was about to close the door, he heard commotion in the hall. He peered out to see Collin, Michael and Steve Ryan carrying packages and walking behind Dee and Emily. Steve rolled his eyes and Michael bent his leg, kicking Collin in the rear playfully. Dee and Emily were deep in conversation. Jake smiled. This day would be perfect.
“He has to. I’ve been waiting since Thanksgiving,” Collin said to Madi.
“Has to what?” Jake asked as he brought more plates from the table to the sink.
Collin twitched his neck as if pointing in Jake’s direction. Madi grumbled. “Collin wondered if you might play something.”
Jake grinned. “Of course. I’d love to.”
Collin clapped his hands like a small child.
Madi giggled at him and brought more plates to the sink.
“Let me finish helping Madi and I’ll play whatever you’d like.”
Madi shook her head to him. “I’ve got it. You go.”
“Are you sure?” Jake asked.
“She’s sure,” Collin replied, nudging him in the direction of the piano.
Jake laughed.
“Jake’s going to play!” Collin announced to the room.
Jake smiled as he observed Madi watching her family anxiously sit around the fire. Madi’s father leaned up against the window and watched her watching Jake.
“What would you like to hear?” Jake asked.
