Ford and Ebony weren’t there. Apparently, they were going through their climax—which meant they were having a lot of sex, much to Elliot’s grimacey discomfort and Jesse and Teagan’s humor, since they lived on either side of the couple.
Ryder wasn’t there when I got home afterward, but I was fairly sure he hadn’t been there the first night I spent there either. I didn’t know what the guy was up to, or how often he’d be sleeping there. And I needed to ask, but after the crappy answers he’d given me, I didn’t see much of a point to it.
I had already showered earlier, but now that I was home and had nothing to do, I filled the tub and plopped down into the bubble bath, scrolling through the short list of instructions that Rocco’s dad had given me for work tomorrow.
-Bring Rocco’s truck, and the tools from his garage.
It was going to take me an hour on Google to figure out what tools matched the names of the ones in Rocco’s dad’s list, but I’d figure that out.
-Wear thick jeans or work pants and be prepared to change into a company polo or long-sleeved shirt.
That was going to require a trip to Walmart. Or maybe I’d just steal some from Rocco’s closet and tie them up with an old shoelace to make sure they didn’t fall off. I was going to have to buy the work pants eventually, but I’d feel better about the expense when I was positive that I could handle the job and wasn’t going to get fired for utter cluelessness. I could learn quickly, but there would definitely be a lot to learn.
Unless…
Pulling up my phone, I texted Teagan.
Me: Want to go to the thrift store with me? I think they’re open another two hours, and I need work pants for my new job
She answered immediately.
Tea: When thrift shopping is the question, the answer is always yes. Ready now?
I glanced down at my pale, bare legs stretching out in front of me in the tub.
Me: Give me ten. Can you drive?
Tea: Yes ma’am. But if you’ve got a wolf, I’m bringing Jesse.
Me: As long as he doesn’t drive.
At dinner, I’d heard all the horror stories about his driving skills.
Tea: LOL alright. We’ll be behind your place in ten.
I shot her a thumbs-up emoji before pulling my ass out of the tub and skimming the rest of the list.
-Work boots.
Would combat boots count?
I was counting them.
-Rocco’s hard hat, also in the garage.
-First aid kit
We’re they really that worried I’d hurt myself?
Then again, I was worried. So yeah, they were allowed to be too.
-Rocco’s gloves
-Water
-Snacks
The list was pretty damn endless, and I wasn’t sure whether to resent them for babying me so much or to thank them for taking the time to think of everything I could possibly need.