goin’ on?” I ask, shutting the door behind me. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“That guy…”
“Gavin? What about him?”
“That’s Gavin.”
I blink. “Right, I just said that.”
“No, I mean, yes. That’s the Gavin I slept with a few weeks ago.”
“Wait…” I rack my brain. “The guy you bailed on the next morning?”
“Yes!”
I quickly cover my mouth with my hands, trying to hold back my laughter. “Oh my God, Maze!”
“Shut up!” She smacks my arm. “This is humiliating!”
“This is freaking awesome.” I chuckle. “Did he recognize you?”
“I don’t know. I recognized him right away. That’s why I quickly turned away.”
“Well, go out there and say hi!” I push her toward the door, and she digs her heels in, not budging.
“Hell. No!” She frantically shakes her head.
“Weren’t you just tellin’ your daddy you were almost twenty-five years old and old enough to move out?” I cock my hip and place my hand on it. “This isn’t very mature.” I snicker, knowing she’s growing more agitated by me.
“I didn’t realize how much older than me he was. He looks older, right?”
I nod, agreeing. “He definitely does. Probably ten years older?”
“Oh my God.” She drops her face into her hands. “I’m leaving through the back.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Fine, then I’m staying in here.”
“The bathroom?”
She drops her arms. “Rowan, please! Help me.”
I sigh. “Alright, fine. I’ll make sure the coast is clear.”
Slowly, I open the door and peek around. I step out and see the guys laughing and chatting with Kenzie, who’s the star of the show right now.
“Okay, you’re good,” I say. Turning to face her, I wave her on, and she rushes for the employees’ only exit.
“Thank you!” she whispers.
As soon as she’s gone, I quickly wash my hands, then return to the bar.
Kenzie furrows her brows as she looks at me. “Where’s Maze?”
“She left. Wasn’t feeling well.” I shrug.
“What a lightweight.” Kenzie laughs. “She had one beer and a shot.”
“She throwing up after only that?” Riley cackles.
“Right?” Kenzie adds as I turn around and wipe down the counters. “Maybe she’s pregnant.”
My eyes widen at the thought. She did look awfully pale tonight. Could she be?
She said they hooked up a few weeks ago.
I grab my phone from my pocket and text her.
Rowan: Totally random question for no reason, but when was your last period?
She doesn’t respond until she’s back home twenty minutes later.
Maize: Uh…I don’t know? Why?
Rowan: Well, any chance you could be pregnant?
Maize: WHAT? No!
Rowan: Are you sure? Like 100%?
Maize: I’m on the pill, and we used a condom.
Rowan: Did you remember to take your pill?
Maize: I think so…I mean, sometimes I forget, but typically I do!
Rowan: Oh my God…
Maize: Shut up. I swear. I’m not pregnant.
Rowan: Then take a test.
Maize: We hooked up like three weeks ago. It’d be too soon to know anyway.
Rowan: Maybe. I’m buying you a test, though, just to be sure.
Maize: And when I prove to you I’m NOT, you owe me $100!
Rowan: Ha! You better cross your fingers and toes you aren’t. Unless you want Mr. Brooding Cowboy as your baby daddy ;)
Maize: I hate you so much.
“What are you laughin’ about?” Diesel grabs my attention and asks. I slide my phone back into my pocket so he doesn’t see the conversation.
“Just checking on Maize.”
“She okay?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“You gonna come over tonight?” he asks, bringing the conversation back to him.
“Hmm…that depends. You gonna make it worth my while?” I taunt, willingly giving him all my attention.
“Oh hell yes, you know I will.”
Once my shift is over, I follow Diesel back to his place, and though it’s almost three a.m., neither of us is tired enough to go to bed.
“I think I’m gonna take a shower and wash the bar smell off me.” I kick off my boots. “You wanna join me?”
“You even gotta ask?”
We race to the bathroom, and Diesel wraps me in his arms. Our lips fuse as we frantically undress each other. Diesel turns on the water, and once it’s hot, we both step in and mold our bodies together.
“So there’s a fundraiser hoedown in San Angelo next month.”
“Really?” I slide my palms over his hard chest, then down his rock-hard abs.
“I was thinking of taking my best girl and dancing with her all night long. Whaddya think?”
I pinch my lips together, teasingly. “Hmm…I bet she’d like that.”
“Maybe relive our first kiss.”
I smile, raising my brows. “Hopefully not the ‘getting interrupted by my brother’ part.”
He shakes his head, groaning. “That asshole. I was just about to stick my tongue in your mouth