Page 28 of Bound by Family
What do you want?Surprisingly, my phone lights up with her response, and I chuckle, liking her direct tone.
To talk.
That sounds so dumb. Having a conversation with a female over text is a new thing for me. If the guys knew, they would razz the shit out of me and I’d probably end up punching one of them.
B: I’m sleeping.
Me: No, you’re not.
B: I was.
Me: Now you’re awake. How are you?
My phone turns to black as I wait for her text. I kick my boots off and move up the bed, resting my head on the pillow, arm behind my head, holding the phone with the other.
B: Tired, but fine.
Me: Any explosions of water lately?
B: No, thank goodness.
A goofy-ass smile spreads across my face. All I can do is picture her in a damn wet T-shirt, cleaning up all the water. Damn, now I’m hard.
Me: Tell me something about you.
B: Like?
Shit, what do I want to know? I’m not used to actually asking a woman questions about herself. Hell, sometimes I don’t even get a name. That may make me a dick, but it is what it is. This is so out of left field for me, I should be in a different state. Maybe Florida.
My brother and sister come to mind.
Me: Do you have any siblings?
B: Three brothers.
Me: Damn, beat me. I have a brother and a sister—twins.
B: That’s kinda cool.
Me: They’re good kids, but a pain in the ass.
B: I know the feeling.
I sit there for a while, liking the conversation and trying to think of what to say next. Are you a true blonde? Definitely not asking that. Are your tits real? If this goes any further, I’ll find that out myself … Fuck.
Me: Why did you text me?
There’s a long pause, and the screen goes black again. It’s an honest question that I’d like to know the answer to. Have I been on her mind? Does she dream of me? Or am I just a biker for her to get her kicks on with. Okay, so I don’t believe that last one because she would have acted differently with me at the rally. Damn if I can get my mind to stop reeling.
The phone lights up.
B: I’ve been thinking about you.
Strange how those five little words fill me with happiness.
Me: Oh yeah?
B: Yeah.
