Always Crew - Tijan Page 0,6
almost bored, “I get that you’re obsessed with my brother, but do you have to be obsessed with my woman, too? Get one of your own.”
Blaise paused, sending his brother a chilling glare.
Yeah. Those two had so not walked out together, side by side.
Blaise must’ve come from the soccer field. It was just past the gym.
“Okay. Let’s all shut the fuck up.” Blaise sent everyone a cold look before turning to his best friend. He began pushing him back even farther.
Zeke wasn’t moving. Well, he was, but not willingly. Blaise was mostly pushing him without making it look like he was shoving him.
Zeke kept glaring at me over Blaise’s shoulder.
I smiled and leaned out my window, raising my voice. “I don’t know why you have such a hard-on for me, but it’s time to let those feelings go.” I nodded to Cross. “Let it go for our boys, hmmm?”
Cross leaned back in his seat, his hand coming to my leg. “Blaise will keep him under wraps.”
I watched them go, saw how Blaise’s head ducked down and he was keeping a hand at Zeke’s chest, as he continued to walk him across the lot.
Yeah. I hadn’t wanted to talk to Allen, but I had to admit that I got a rise whenever some of my own insults pierced him. Reaching over, turning the engine on, I raised my window.
Cross did his at the same time. “We gotta hold up. Jordan was getting a girl’s number. He should be out in a few minutes.”
With that, all thoughts of Blaise and Zeke Allen were gone.
I shook my head. “The amount of girls he has coming through the house is setting records. I don’t know what records, but there must be some form of record he’s breaking. He had two girls at the house last night. One left just before midnight, and the other one showed up after one. He drove her home at five. I know all of this because I was up.”
Cross grinned at me before looking, and both of us saw the gym’s door open. Jordan came out, a bag over one shoulder and a girl walking on his other side.
I said, “She’s pretty.”
Cross snorted. “They’re all pretty.”
I shot him a look. “Really? Tell me more.”
He shot me a look right back. “You know what I’m saying.”
I laughed. I did. Jordan wouldn’t give them the time of day if they weren’t.
I nodded at them. “Ten bucks says she spends the night tonight.”
Cross groaned, shaking his head. “I can’t take that bet. I know he has a study group coming to the house, and there’s a girl there he’s interested in, so this one won’t be his flavor for the night.”
“Why wouldn’t you take that bet? Easy money for you.”
“Because you would’ve found out I knew, and you would’ve kicked my ass later.”
All true.
My man knew me.
Just then, Jordan gave the girl a hug before heading our way. She lingered, waving, and he glanced back over his shoulder. When he turned to us, a cocky smirk was on his face. He flashed us a grin, tossing his bag in the back. “I promised some people food. Can we stop at the grocery store quick?”
He didn’t wait for a response because he knew the answer, jumping into the back, and then we were off the next second.
This was what we did for each other.
Rides. Helped with food. I mean, those were the easy things we did for each other, but there was more. Ride or die. It’s how we always had been, and driving through Cain, easing into the grocery store parking lot and parking, I took a beat to appreciate them. Jordan headed in first.
Cross was right behind him, giving me a look.
I gave him a nod, indicating he should go ahead, and with a small frown, he did, but I knew he’d ask what was up with me later.
And there was something up with me, but it was nothing bad. It was just the opposite.
My biggest plight in life was finding my place. With all the bad that had happened in my life, my mom dying, getting assaulted, my dad going to prison, and so many other things, this, being here with them, was the easiest to handle of them all. It was also the most uncomfortable.
What I said to Hawk hadn’t been a lie. I meant every word.
I was a fighter. That’s what I did in life. It’s who I became. It’s who I was. It’s just how I was.