“Little bit,” I mumble while going back to the fridge to hunt for a water.
When I lean back up, I bump into a body that is standing way too close, and I jerk away from Cody as he chuckles.
“What’s wrong, Bo? Do I keep scaring you, Bo?” he asks, but it sounds like a taunt.
“Why do you keep saying my name like that?”
“I don’t know, Bo. Why are you here with Jax, Bo?”
I’m not sure if he’s a protective friend, a stingy friend, or just a guy with a crush on his friend. None of the above makes me feel comfortable around him.
“I should get back upstairs. Jax is waiting for me.”
Just as I turn to walk out of the kitchen, Cody moves quickly and fills up the doorway, blocking my path. Taking a step back, I watch as he moves toward me with a predatory gait.
“Jax is waiting for Bora. Not you. You look like your sister, but do you fuck like her? Bora’s a wild one. I don’t picture you being a wild one. I do picture you being a liar, and I do intend to find out what’s going on before you fuck with Jax’s head. He’s already not acting right.”
There are warning bells going off in my head like crazy right now. I know nothing about him or what he’s capable of, and I’m alone with him.
“Are you threatening me?” I ask, getting ready to scream for Jonah or one of the other guys who will be within range.
His eyebrow cocks. “I’m not going to physically hit you, if that’s what you’re asking. Never touched a girl like that. Never will. However, I am threatening to expose you for whatever game you’re playing. No one is as good as you’re pretending to be. At least Bora wore her bitch on the outside.”
I want to tell him he’s acting like a dog who shoves his nose up an owner’s butt, trying to make sure he doesn’t miss one single scent. For once, I’m glad I just stew on what to say instead of saying it aloud. Calling someone a butt sniffer sounds immature even in my head.
I have no idea what his problem is, and it’s definitely not worth an argument. Testing his words about not hitting a girl, I shoulder by him. He keeps true, never once touching me. But that doesn’t stop him from calling out to my back.
“If something seems too good to be true, it usually is,” he states, acting like he’s onto me.
The problem is all my secrets are already out, so he’s a day too late for this.
When I get back upstairs, I debate telling Jax about what Cody just said. I don’t decide what to do until I walk in to see him watching TV with a boyish grin on his face as he glances over at me.
“Movie night?” he asks as I hand him the beer.
“Sounds perfect,” I tell him, especially since I’m definitely not in the mood for anything else, thanks to the butt sniffer.
Chapter 28
JAX
Bo is pretty much lying on top of me when we wake up, and I let my hand run down to her ass. Since we got here, I’ve been having to deal with my own needs. I even found an empty room for the occasion when I got tired of the shower.
This morning won’t be any different, since Dustin flings my door open, causing me to jerk. Bo is still asleep on top of me, not stirring, and I glare at my friend as he grins and wiggles his eyebrows at me.
“Breakfast is served. Your mom sent me after you. I don’t think she likes us too much.”
I snort derisively, because he knows Mom hates him, and Bo wakes up with the sound. Shit.
She yawns and smiles over at me, but she ends up making some hacking, choking sound when she sees Dustin at the foot of the bed. Dustin chuckles before walking out, and I shrug at Bo when she questions me with her eyes.
“Hungry?” I ask her.
She mumbles something about boundaries with my friends before getting up, and she stumbles toward the door without so much as checking her hair. That’s definitely something I like about her. She doesn’t give a damn if she looks like sex out of bed—without the sex. She doesn’t care if she’s the only girl men take notice of.
She really is the exact opposite of what I’m used to, and I start wondering if it’s a good thing. Bo doesn’t seem like the temporary kind of girl, but she agreed to be with me, knowing I’m a temporary kind of guy.
Right? I mean, she does know?