“I’m a realist. You didn’t even give him a kiss?” She tilts her head to the side and pops a bite of scrambled eggs and cheese into her mouth.
“Stop it. It wasn’t like that. Geez. He told me we should give you and Sawyer some space. Said he’d give me a ride on his Harley. Not everyone is looking for sex all the time.” I try to keep my thoughts from drifting to that kiss we shared last night. The man made my knees buckle and my insides melt.
Her face falls but deep down she knows I didn’t mean it the way it sounded. Just because she had a one-night stand that resulted in her being pregnant doesn’t mean I think any less of her. Everything worked out for the best in the end. Her and Sawyer are talking and judging by the fact she didn’t roll through the door until dawn she spent the night with the man.
“You know I didn’t mean anything toward you.”
“It’s fine.” She rubs her palms together off the side of the table of the diner, the crumbs from her toast falling to the floor like snowflakes.
“What’s your plan now that you and Sawyer are on the same page?”
Her frown disappears as her lips lift into a smile. “He wants me to move in with him and Thea.”
“Shit. So soon. What the heck did you say to that?”
“I told him I’d think about it, but I can’t just go pack up my bags and move in. We hardly know each other. I can’t just dive headfirst without thinking about the repercussions if we aren’t compatible. Sure, the sex is wonderful, but he has a daughter, and I’m freaking pregnant with his kid. What if he decides he hates my cooking or…” she trails off, “Not to mention his crazy ex. She showed up last night.”
“What happened?”
“The crazy bitch pulled a gun on us.”
My fork clatters on my plate. “Holy fuck. And you are just now telling me this?”
“It’s fine. Sawyer handled it. I mean, yeah…she scared the bejeezus out of me, but she’s troubled. The woman has a lot of issues, and now Sawyer has Thea on his own, and I want to be here for him and for that sweet angel. I’m just scared to screw up. That little girl doesn’t need another woman coming in and disappointing her. And Sawyer doesn’t need that either. It’s crazy, but part of me wants to go home and pack my bags and just do it. Move in. But then there is this voice in the back of my head that says he is in a weird place, and what if it was just the excitement and stress of the situation? What if he didn’t mean it?”
“What if you fall in love? There’s a spark between you. Don’t push away the possibility of something great out of fear. You’ve always been a risk taker who lives for the now. What’s changed?”
“You trying to get rid of me already?”
“Of course not. I’m supposed to meet up with Vegas so he can introduce me to his grandpa.” I grin.
“You know he is totally using this as a reason to spend time with you. Sawyer told me that the MC pitches in to take care of him when he’s not able to do it himself.”
“I don’t care what his motive is. I need a job.”
“Hmm. What did happen last night between you? You know I’m going to get it out of you eventually.”
“God, you’re so annoying when you wanna be. Fine. We kissed. It was nice. He was sweet.”
“Sweet?” I can tell by the way her jaw ticks my bestie doesn’t believe me. The man is crude, but beneath that rugged exterior I see a softer side to him. The guy who worries about his Gramps. The guy who backed off when he could have easily tried to seduce me last night. The guy who put Matt in his place when he didn’t have to.
“Yes. He was nice to me. Matt tried to call, and he gave him an earful.”
“Good. Vegas could be fun for getting your erm feet wet in the single world.”
“So…you think I should sleep with him?”
“Do you want to?”
I can’t stop the smirk that spreads over my features. “Maybe…I’m nervous. Matt put all this emphasis on waiting, and I kind of just want to get it over with.”
“Only do it if it’s something you want and can handle. I don’t know Vegas all that well, but I get the impression he isn’t wearing no boyfriend sweater.”
“I don’t expect the man to fall in love with me. That’s crazy talk. I was with Matt for so long I want to enjoy being single for a long time.”
“Fun is what you need so as your bestie I approve. What time are you meeting Vegas? Better trim up the lady garden first.”
“You’re the worst. You know that?”