Me:Thank you for understanding x
I got dressed and for once, actually applied eyeshadow, liner and mascara. I didn’t go mad, but it was more than I usually did.
The phone beeped. Jay. I was to be there in 30 minutes. Could I get him from the shop?
Ugh. That meant possibly seeing Tattoo Neck. Sighing I agreed.
I drove to the shop and waited. I looked anxiously for any sign of Jay. I sent out a quick text telling him I was outside. I looked up and Tattoo Neck was at my window. I screeched.
He was laughing. My heart was pounding.
“You scared the crap out of me,” I muttered as I opened the window.
He grinned. “Thought you and your boys were done here.”
“We are. I am just here for Jay,” I snapped.
He frowned. “Jay?” He looked confused.
“Yes. You know, your brother.”
“Why?”
I shook my head. “Why am I talking to you? Go away.”
“Arielle,whyare you here for Jay?” he demanded.
“We’re going to a party,” I muttered. I looked at him. He was confusing me. He actually looked concerned. I started to pay more attention.
“Where?” He slammed his hand against my car door making me jump again. “Jesus Arielle,tellme.”
I showed him the address on my phone. His face shut down.
“Don’t tell him you spoke to me,” he called out as he walked away.
What the fuck was that about?
I watched Tattoo Neck disappear around a corner and when I looked back Jay was walking out of the yard. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt and dark torn jeans that looked like they hugged in all the right places. He had a silver chain running from the front to back pocket. He had his normal black bike boots on. His hair was loose and my fingers itched in remembrance of the feel of it.
His grin was slow and sexy.Stop it, you’re not picking him remember.
He climbed into my Mini. He reached over and brushed my lips with his.
“Man, you look hot” he commented appreciatively, I flushed.
“Whose party are we going to?” I asked as I looked at him, his smile dimmed a little and his eyes hardened slightly.
He sighed. “Does it matter? All that matters are that they are friends of mine.”
I searched his face, he looked back then that lazy smile was back and he leaned over. “We don’t have to go if you don’t want to, we can go back to your place.”
“I’m good to go to the party,” I responded as I started the car. I decided not to tell him about his brother. I don’t know why but I decided to keep quiet about that.
We drove out of Boulder heading south to Superior, we weren’t that far from the city before he told me to turn off and I followed his directions to a house. There were plenty of cars out front, it was the last house on a street of identical single storey houses.
I parked a little ways down the road so I could manoeuvre safely out when I needed to leave. The street was dark even with the street lighting.
Jay tugged me into his side and we walked up to the house. We went through the front door and I entered a cloud of marijuana smoke.