I can’t help but watch him out the corner of my eye. He’s exactly my type. Broody and moody on the outside but deep down you know that he’ll have a sweet spot for his woman. When the day comes that he settles down with an ol’ lady I’ll hate her and wish I were dead. I know he’s too old for me. That he’ll never be mine, but I can’t help the way I feel. There’s this ache so deep in my heart. I’d love him so hard. I’d be the perfect ol’ lady for him.
Ugh. He catches me staring, but I play it off and ask more questions.
“Oh, come on. There’s gotta be something you’re doing. Dinner with a date? Big party at the clubhouse. Time with your family? I’m going to a party with my boyfriend.”
At the mention of my boyfriend, he seems to tense. I heard Pam on the phone once gossiping with Jules over Thanksgiving about how Nav stares at me when he thinks no one is looking. I don’t know what to read into that. I try not to think about it because I know that nothing will ever happen no matter how much I wish I were older, or he were younger. He’ll never be mine and I’ll never be his.
“He getting you something nice?”
This time I do a shoulder shrug. “Maybe but I don’t know what to get him.”
“What’s he into? Got a favorite football team?”
“I don’t know.”
“How long you been seeing him?”
“Since homecoming.”
“And you don’t know what he likes?”
“Not really.”
“Get him some cologne or a pocket knife.”
I move from behind the counter where everyone checks in and out. I stop at Nav’s side and lean in close to sniff his neck. He smells like leather, a spicy woodsy scent, and cigarette smoke. Normally I’d hate the smell of smoke but if you saw Nav smoking a cigarette you’d understand. On him it works. Gives him that bad boy edge that drives all women wild. The muscle in his jaw ticks. “You smell good. What kind of cologne do you wear?”
He takes a side step away from me while clearing his throat.
“Kimber,” Link’s gritty voice booms and I jump.
Nav’s gaze cuts to me and my cheeks bloom a bright shade of pink. “What?”
“Stop flirting and get the baby in her carrier for Pam.” He no longer has Conner so I’m guessing he’s with his mom. Link telling me to get the baby ready means I’m closer to going home.
“I wasn’t. Was just asking a simple question about a gift for Brodix.”
“Brodix,” Nav parrots with a snort on a shake of his head.
My brows crease. “What’s wrong with the name Brodix?”
“Sounds like a real tool.”
Uncle Link mutters a curse under his breath and walks outside leaving me alone with Nav except for the baby. “Whatever.” I roll my eyes. “Make yourself useful and grab that baby carrier over there.”
I bend over the crib and gently put one hand under Gracie’s butt and my other cradles her head. I lift her carefully. She doesn’t even notice I’ve got her. Pam is lucky she is such a sound sleeper. One kid that comes in wakes up anytime the wind blows or a cat farts down the street. I secure the straps and buckle her in.
“You’re pretty good at that.” Nav has this wistful expression on his face.
“Lots and lots of practice.”
“Guess helping out around here is a good form of birth control.”
“I suppose. What about you? Anyone special?”
“Nope. Not looking to settle down and do the whole family thing anytime soon.”
“Good,” I blurt out a little too quickly, sounding overly excited about his single status. God I am such a transparent dork.
Ugh. So embarrassing. My flub earns me a real smile. My heart skips a beat seeing his gaze and grin settled on me.
“I mean you shouldn’t rush into anything. A lot of the guys in the club do that. Meet one chick and that’s it. There’s no one else for them and they knock them up as soon as possible. If they don’t stop having babies, Mom is going to need to build on or open a second location.”