Well, good. It seemed I was crossing all the lines. Might as well be her fake boyfriend, too, right?
No. Because if I did that, my cock would want to do the thinking. And that was not something I could allow. Ever.
“It’s not about Tobey. Well, it is, but it’s notforTobey. Let me explain.”
“You better, or I really am going to give you that fucking coffee.”
She laughed and shook her head. She put her hands on her head, then moved them over her face and screamed into them.
“Feel better?”
“A little.”
“Good. Because if you don’t mind, I might do the same in a little bit if you don’t explain.”
She grinned, and it went to her eyes this time. Look at that. Progress. I only had to act like a complete fool to make her happier. That was good to know. I liked happy Carrs. They were my family. Amelia was practically my sister.
And I really needed to remember that.
“Okay. This is what happened. Everybody has been so accommodating. Not you. Well, you’ve been accommodating, too, and you’ve been sweet. But you’ve also been fun. A little more in your face than usual with me, but you’ve always been a great guy. And you’re treating me like normal. Like a friend.”
“Of course, I am. That’s what I said I was going to do.”
She didn’t need to know about my dreams. Didn’t need to know that I’d jacked off thinking about her. Because that was horrible. And I wasn’t going to do it again.
I hadn’t done it again.
I would not do it again later, either, damn it.
“Well, not everyone’s the same. Oh, they try to be. But I see the pity. They want to help and make me feel better. Well, my brothers are a little different. The three of them just want to growl and beat the shit out of Tobey.”
“And I’m okay with that.”
“Tucker.”
“What? I’m only being honest here.”
“Anyway,” she said, clearly exasperated with me. Good, because I was feeling pretty much the same. “It’s Erin and Zoey.”
“What did they do?” I asked, a little worried.
“They’re amazing. I love them. And they just want me to be happy, but I think they got it in their heads that I would be happiest if I got over Tobey.”
My brows rose straight to my hairline. “And?”
“And they talked about me to some guy named Jace.”
“Jace, wait. I know that name.” I frowned, trying to think back. “Tall guy, wide shoulders, blond hair, and tattoos?”
“You know him?”
“Yeah, he’s a firefighter. Great guy.” And I kind of hated him a little. Why did I hate him?
“Well, that’s good. Anyway, I don’t know how it happened, but the girls were talking to him and mentioned me and said they wanted to set us up on a blind date.”
Now I wanted to rip Jace’s head from his body.
That was a strange reaction. I didn’t do serious relationships. I didn’t do relationships at all. That meant that whatever the fuck was going on with me right then had nothing to do with Amelia. I was clearly losing my damn mind.