Page 13 of Wild About You
“Okay.” Her brows tug together. “What are you saying?”
I sigh and say a silent goodbye to my six-hundred-square foot palace. “Pack your shit. We’re moving.”
* * *
“Are you positive this is okay?” I ask Ash as Leo and Declan carry Everly’s and my few possessions through his front door.
“Don’t even sweat it. This is going to be fun,” he says, and slaps me on the shoulder. “You want some coffee?”
I check the time on my phone. “I still need to get in a workout this morning.”
“You have time.” He nods his head toward the kitchen, and I follow. Something about this just feels wrong, like I’m overstepping. Asking for help doesn’t come easily, but I know this is better for Everly.
“Mugs and glasses are in here.” He opens a cabinet and sets out two coffee mugs. “Everything else, your guess is as good as mine.”
“You don’t cook?”
“Not if I can help it, but my housekeeper, Lynn, shops for me, so if there’s anything you want, just add it to the list.” He taps a notepad on the fridge, then opens it and pulls out the creamer. He puts it and the sugar in front of me then fills the mugs with coffee. By the time he sets one in front of me, my head is spinning, and I don’t immediately grab for it. I was worried about taking up space and invading his privacy, but I never considered all the other ways we’d be messing with his routine and his housekeeper’s routine. One pebble with a thousand ripples.
Leaning back on the counter as he assesses me, Ash shoots me a playful grin. “Relax, man. It’s no imposition.”
“I don’t believe you, but since I just gave away our apartment, I guess I’ll make my peace with it.”
Everly comes into the kitchen. Declan has one tattooed arm slung around her shoulders.
“All set,” he says.
Leo is behind them. “I have to take off, but I’ll see you guys at practice.”
“Thanks for your help.”
He nods. “Of course. Welcome to the neighborhood.”
“I should get going too,” Declan says.
“Are we still hanging out next week?” Everly asks him.
“Absolutely. You can come to my place or I’ll come by here. Text ya later, Little Sharpie.” He tips his head to me and then he and Leo head out together.
Ash looks at Everly and lifts his mug. “Coffee?”
She wrinkles her nose. “I only like iced coffee.”
“I don’t have that, but there’s OJ and Gatorade in the fridge. Help yourself.”
Before Everly can move, a woman wearing only an oversized Wildcat Hockey T-shirt saunters into the room. Her tits bounce with every step, and her long, blue hair hangs down her back in messy bedhead waves. Her eyes are only half open, but she goes right for Ash, throws her arms around his neck, and lifts up on her toes to kiss him. The movement makes her T-shirt ride up, and Ev and I get a generous glimpse of her ass.
“Come back to bed,” she says, voice husky.
Ash tugs her to his side and clears his throat. “Talia, you remember Ty? And that’s his sister Everly. They are moving in upstairs.”
“Morning,” she says to us, then takes Ash’s mug from him and sips it. Her nipples are saluting us, and Everly has this shocked, amused look on her face.
Ash pulls her with him toward his bedroom. “I’ll be right there.”
She saunters out, and Ash turns to look at me with a sheepish grin.
“Is that your girlfriend?” Everly asks.
