Page 83 of Anything To Be With You

I sigh. "Don't eat all my food."

"No promises."

I smirk and head out.

Carrie and Elle live over on Balmoral, in a semi-detached rowhouse. The house is lovely, and their neighbours are amazing, but I hate going over there. The backyard faces St. Michael’s Cemetery, and it freaks me out. I’m not saying I’m afraid of ghosts or that they even exist, but when you see someone wandering around in there after midnight, in the dark, it’s creepy.

I’m the last person to arrive. Climbing out of my truck, I spot a man standing on the front porch, leaning against the railing.

"Is that a '75 Chevy C10?" he asks, pushing off the railing and walking towards me.

"It is." I answer.

"Damn, that thing is mint," he whistles as he walks around the truck.

"Thanks." I lean in and start it up.

"Fucking eh!" he yells.

I pop the hood and let him look his fill.

"Gun it." He says.

Smiling to myself, I lean in and hit the gas, revving it a few times.

"Shit dude, you just gave me a woody."

I shut off the truck. "Luke," I extend my hand.

"Jake," he says, clasping it in a firm grip.

The door opens and a striking red head steps out. "I found him!" she yells into the house. "And he made a friend!"

"Hey Kitten, this is Luke." Jake thumbs at me.

"Luke, nice to meet you. I’m Erin. Dani’s best friend." She also extends her hand. "He wasn’t bothering you, was he?" Erin nudges Jake in the side.

"I was playing nice, I swear." Jake replies as he pulls on a piece of her hair.

"So, I heard you and Dani got a little hot and heavy last night." She wiggles her brows at me.

Damn, she just put it all out there.

"She told you?" I shouldn’t be shocked over this, but I am, and now I’m nervous to find out what else was said.

"Among other things. Like your non-dinner date." Erin nods with a smile. "She’s my sista from another mista. We tell each other everything."

Dear God.

Jake slaps me on the back. "You get used to it. I’ve been dealing with this for thirteen years," he leans in. "Doll knows the size of my dick just like Kitten will eventually know the size of yours."

Before I can say anything, the door flies open again. "Lucas! Did you bring booze?" Carrie yells.

I reach into the back of the truck and pull out a two-four of Canadian. "Yes CeCe."

Carrie claps her hands. "Good. Get in here. We finished off my case."

I follow Erin and Jake into the house, giving Carrie a kiss as I pass.

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