Page 65 of Until Bax

Flopping to my back, I stare at the ceiling as I listen to Bax in the bathroom.

“It’s Reb and my brother,” I grumble when he walks back into the room a minute later.

“I figured.” His eyes lock on mine as he walks toward the bed. When he’s closed the space, he leans down to me and presses his fists into the mattress next to my hips. “I’ll meet you in the kitchen when you’re ready.” He touches his lips to mine, a hint of mint on his breath.

Pushing away from me, he stands and heads to the door, stopping to look back at me. His gaze lingers for a long moment before he shakes his head and leaves the room, shutting the door behind him.

Dragging in a breath, I toss back the blanket, get to my feet, and go to the bathroom where I left my stuff last night. Even if I have no desire to be around Liam right now, I do want to lay eyes on my friend to make sure she’s okay. I don’t take my time; I quickly brush my teeth, then because I’m in a sleep set that is one of the more provocative ones I own, I go to Bax’s closet, grab a sweatshirt, and put it on over my tank and shorts, noting it’s one for his favorite football team.

When I leave the bedroom, I can hear Rebecca in the kitchen talking to Bax but can’t hear Liam’s voice, so I don’t expect to see him sitting at the bar with a cup of coffee in his hand when I walk around the corner.

“Morning,” I greet, and Rebecca turns to look at me with a bright smile.

“Hey, sunshine. Sorry for waking you guys up.” She stops to kiss my cheek as she walks past me with a mug of coffee.

“How was last night?” I ask her, and she looks at Liam, and I swear if this was a cartoon, I would see bubble hearts floating around her head.

“So fun. Liam showed me around Nashville, and this morning, he took me to this cute little café for breakfast.”

I look at my brother, then her. I can’t tell if the two of them did anything more than hang out, and I can’t exactly ask her any questions with him sitting right here. Also, I don’t really want to know because that’s just gross.

“That’s fun.” I look up at Bax when he holds out a mug of coffee for me.

Bending down toward me, he touches his lips to my cheek, whispering, “Nice sweatshirt.” I start to smile but jump when the thud of a coffee mug hits the counter hard.

I look over at Liam and find him glaring at the two of us.

“That’s the shit I can’t deal with.” He points between Bax and me.

“You can leave,” Bax tells him before looking at me. “Still want pancakes?”

“Not if it’s going to be too much work.”

“So that’s a yes.” He gives me a soft smile and walks to the pantry.

“What time is your flight this evening?” I ask Rebecca, lifting my mug to my lips, and she pops out her bottom lip while I swear I notice Liam stiffen.

“Ten, so I need to be there around eight. I can’t believe it’s already time to go home.”

“Me neither. This weekend went by way too quickly.”

“Maybe I’ll plan another trip in a few months.”

“A few months?” Liam turns to her, and she shrugs.

“Yeah, if I can get time off work.”

“A fewmonths?” he repeats, and she tips her head to the side.

“That’s what I just said.”

“What the fuck was last night?” he asks, and her cheeks darken ever so slightly.

“It was fun.”

“Fun?” He shakes his head in disbelief.

“I’m confused.” She frowns at him. “You’re the one who”—she looks my way out the corner of her eye before dropping her voice—“told me you only like to have fun.”

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