Page 77 of Released from the Sin Bin

I grab my coat and drive over. I don’t want the guys asking questions about where I’m walking to. And just in case she wants food after. She gets hungry after a good orgasm.

I don’t get the chance to knock before she’s swinging the door open.

“Hey.” I smirk and check out the baggy jeans she’s wearing with holes cut out around her knees. Her sweater is cropped above them, under her coat.

Are we going somewhere?

“Come on, we’re going to be late.” She grabs my hand and drags me down the porch steps, hobbling in her boot. “I told Kandi to go ahead without me to wait for you. What took you so long?”

“Kandi?” Whoa, I didn’t sign up for this. “Where the hell are we going?”

“To the Ale House. I told the guys I’d ride with Kandi, but then I told you to come and I felt like a dick for not inviting you sooner.” She shakes her head as I help her into my passenger seat.

“What guys?” I ask to slow her down.

“Finn and Alex. Hurry, the game starts in twenty minutes.” She pulls the door to shut it on my face.

With no other choice, I round the front to climb in.

“I’m sorry I didn’t invite you sooner. I started getting ready as soon as I got home.” Willa flips the passenger mirror down to check her hair.

“I’ll drop you off,” I grumble and set out for the drive to the biggest sports restaurant in town.

“No, you’re coming in with me.” Willa laughs. “I already told them you were coming.”

“It’s fine.” There’s no way I’m hanging out with Finn and Alex at the Ale House. “They won’t miss me.”

“But I will.” She lightly slaps my arm. “I want to celebrate my first day as a coach by watching hockey with my friends. That includes you.”

I open my mouth to argue, but Willa is quick to shut me up.

“Don’t you dare isolate yourself from me. You’re my friend, and I don’t care what beef you have between them. You will do this for me.”

I shut my mouth and keep driving. I’m pissed, and my plan is to drop her demanding tight ass at the front door. The more I sit and stew in silence, the more annoyed I’m getting.

“I do a lot for you,” I mutter when I see the bright sign of the Ale House come into view.

“You do,” she sighs. “I didn’t mean you don’t, but that’s what friends do. If you want me to hang out with Gentry or Braxton, I’d do it.” She sighs again and rubs her hand on her leg. “I really want you to come inside and hang out with us. Please?”

“You think you got my friends figured out?” I smirk, still contemplating whether or not I’m going to go inside.

“I saw you do some kind of bro handshake with Braxton, and I know you hang around Gentry more than anyone.”

I smile at her observance. You could say Braxton is one of my closer friends here at school, but he has his head shoved so far up his girlfriend’s ass that I barely see him. We’ve had a few classes together over the years, and I’ve helped him out with a friend’s injury not too long ago.

I don’t really think of him as a friend.

“Neither one of those guys particularly like me.” She smugly raises her chin.

“Neither one of them has anything against you.” I pull into the parking lot and park the car.

“Well, I don’t isolate myself and make enemies like you do.” She sticks her tongue out at me with a cute shimmy of her shoulders. “Let’s go, the game is about to start.”

Alex and Finn are eyeing me up when we get to the table while Kandi sits with her head in her hand and a playful grin on her face, as if she’s about to enjoy a good show. And not the show of hockey on the screen, but the one about to go down right in front of her.

“Did the game start yet?” Willa takes off her coat, and I grab it from her to hang on the hook below the high-top table. I help her settle in as she struggles to sit on the stool and move it closer with her clunky boot. “Thanks.”

“Well, this is interesting.” Kandi’s green eyes light up, watching us.

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