Page 45 of Talk Nerdy To Me
“Fine. I’ll wash the fucking van first thing tomorrow,” Taylor grumbles as he climbs in and slams the door.
Sticks shakes with silent laughter, and I run a hand over my jaw, smiling a little at Britt as she eases into conversation this time with a more relaxed smile.
“You can stare at her from inside the van, man. Let’s roll,” Randy says in a dry, unimpressed tone as the fucker calls me out.
Britt’s eyes immediately dart to mine, and she battles a smile as I climb in and drop to the floor next to her legs.
“So are you two a thing?” the chick next to her asks.
Just as I open my mouth to answer, Britt answers with zero hesitation or emotion, “No.”
Randy snorts, and Sticks covers his mouth as his body starts shaking with suppressed laughter.
“Damn. Just like that?” the chick asks Britt while snapping her fingers. “Not even an ‘it’s complicated’ sort of thing?”
I get a few pitying looks like I’m a kicked puppy or some shit, and my lips twitch as I just arch an eyebrow at Britt.
“In all seriousness, she’s out of his league. I mean, she’s Sterling rich, and despite the fact she’s still in college, she’s also on the fast track to make partner at a major gaming corporation. She’s barely even breaking a sweat while doing all of that…in her pajamas…most days. She’s slumming just by being friends with us,” Sticks says, his eyes laughing at me as I subtly flip him off.
Britt’s eyes widen before she opens her mouth…then shuts it…then opens it again for few stuttered sounds.
Abruptly, she turns to me and blinks. “I said just one word and made it this bad. Now I can’t think of any response that won’t make this situation worse.”
“Sticks thinks he’s funny. All good, Britt,” I tell her.
I drag her hand down to my mouth and kiss it, only confusing everyone in the van even more. I’m not sure why I find it so amusing.
Britt leans down, and I almost turn my head, but she speaks before I can. “Can you go to karaoke on Thursday?” she asks randomly.
My right eyebrow lifts as I turn to face her, our noses brushing. She doesn’t pull back, and her eyes just stay fixed on mine like she’s simply awaiting an answer.
My gaze darts to her lips as a slow grin tugs at my lips. “Sure.”
Without even dallying for a split second, she pulls back and starts texting someone. My smile slips as I start getting confused.
“I’ll let them know in the group message so they’ll stop texting me in two-to-five minute increments,” she says as though that’s supposed to make sense.
I didn’t realize this was going to be a group thing…
Her phone goes off again and she frowns as it continues buzzing more and more and more.
“Apparently, I just made that worse too,” she sighs.
Sticks just rolls his eyes at me as I grin. The girls like me. At least I have them in my corner.
