Uncontrollable laughter takes over me as Noah watches me in horror, shaking his head. So, I do what any other respectable girlfriend would do and grab a handful of mud and slather it onto his face.
Noah sucks in a shocked gasp and holds me down with everything he’s got. “You’re dead, Spitfire.”
I squeal out and try to desperately hurry away from him, but it takes him all of three seconds to have me covered from head to toe in mud. The hail comes to a complete stop, but the rain is still happy to stick around as I chase Noah around the yard, intending to get him back.
Ten minutes later, I stand against the brick wall of my home as Noah holds the freezing cold hose on me. The rain wasn’t enough to wash the mud off and instead of letting me go inside for a hot shower, Noah insisted that he hose me down first. After all, he wouldn’t want me walking mud all through the house and giving dad another reason to want to shoot him in the ass.
Noah laughs as the water washes over my skin, making me squeal out. “Just remember, whatever you do to me, I’ll be doing to you right after.”
“Bullshit,” he laughs. “I’ll hose myself down.”
“No way,” I screech, throwing myself off the wall and racing towards him. He holds the hose just out of reach as he keeps the spray of cold water trained on my body. “Stop it,” I beg, unable to stop the laughter shooting out of me.
He finally gives in and turns the hose on himself, still refusing to let me be in charge, but I don’t know why I was expecting anything different.
We get ourselves cleaned up and are just about to head inside to get ourselves dried when a big black SUV pulls up outside my place and Tully and Aiden both shoot their heads out of the windows on the passenger side, Tully naturally in the front. “Get your asses over here,” Tully hollers, banging her hand on the side of the car.
“What the fuck?” Noah laughs beside me.
I stare at the SUV in confusion. “Whose car is that?” I ask him as he takes my hand and starts pulling me towards it.
“Maxen’s,” he explains, though it’s not necessary as Tully moves and gives me the perfect view of the guy. Noah and Maxen have been hanging out quite a bit since he started building his new racetrack. I still haven’t had a chance to see it, but I don’t doubt that it’s going to be awesome. Noah’s talking about it all the time, and if he’s excited about it, that means it’s going to be incredible, though I have a feeling it’ll be a while before I see it. It’s only two weeks into the build.
Noah walks right up to Tully’s window and looks past her to say ‘hi’ to Maxen. “What’s going on?” he says. “I thought you’d be working on the track today.”
“Nah, it’s too fucking wet for that shit,” Maxen says. “The machines were bound to get stuck, so we’re just fucking around instead. I went by your place but these idiots told me you were out with your girl.” With that, Maxen turns to me and gives me one of those weird chin raises that guys always seem to do.
I give him a small smile as Noah responds. “You’re not chilling with Nate today?”
Maxen scrunches his face up. “Nah, he’s got a big job that needs to get done and while I know a bit about cars, it’s not the kind of help he needs. I’ll probably just be in the way.”
I listen in. During the week, Noah had said something about Maxen having issues with his girl, Brooke and I wonder if all this is something to keep his mind busy.
Noah nods before looking to his sister through narrowed, suspicious eyes. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
She holds up her hands in innocence, knowing perfectly well that Noah’s mind has just placed the two of them together, both single and both hurting, though anybody in their right mind would know that Tully is so off the market despite the fact that there’s no man in her life. “We’re going wakeboarding,” Tully grins, knowing that’s bound to make him stop and wonder if he heard her correctly.
“The fuck?” Noah grunts as Aiden grins in the backseat.
“You heard me,” Tully laughs. “Now, hurry the fuck up. You’re up first.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
With that, Maxen jumps out of the car and grabs a rope before tying it around the tow hitch. Next up, he grabs an old surfboard out of the back which has had the fins broken off.
I watch in wonder. What the fuck is he doing?
“Get fucked,” Noah laughs, shaking his head in astonishment.