Page 40 of Marked By the Pack
“So where’s dinner?”
“How about you get on your knees and find out.”
I laughed. “You have a great sense of humor.” I pressed on his chest and walked around him. The outside of his house was neat and tidy. But the inside looked a little more like a bachelor pad. Specifically the open kitchen to the right.
Dirty dishes were in the sink. A few cans of beer were sitting on the island. It looked like a dozen people lived here instead of one. And I definitely didn’t see any dinner cooking. Everyone said that Otto was looking for something serious. It looked more like he needed a maid.
I turned around. “I’m starving.”
He gestured to the erection pressing against his pants.
I raised my eyebrow at him.
He raised his back.
But I stood firm in my spot. He was looking for a serious girlfriend. I’d offered to be his girlfriend. And he’d turned me down. He wasn’t getting head right now. “I guess I’m cooking?”
“I ordered a pizza.”
“Well aren’t you romantic.”
He smiled. “I try.”
Maybe he tried with other, more suitable women. I stared at him. Really, what was so wrong with me? I liked doing dishes. I liked cooking. I likedhim.
The doorbell rang.
“Speaking of pizza…” He opened up the door.
There was a pizza delivery guy standing there with three pizzas. Why the hell were there so many? How much did this man eat? I stared at his butt in his sweatpants. Well, I guess he was pretty muscular…
“Hey, Zoey,” someone said from behind me.
I turned around to see Ace coming down the stairs. He looked happy to see me, and not at all surprised.
But I was definitely surprised to see him. “Oh. Hey.”
Ace’s twin brother Huxley came down the stairs too. Why were they both upstairs in Otto’s house?
“I’m glad you made it,” Ace said.
Um…what?Why didn’t Otto tell me Ace and Huxley would be here?
Ace looked past me at the door. “Great, the pizza is here.”
Huxley walked over and gave me a hug. His hair was wet too. And he smelled like some kind of expensive cologne. Ace didn’t give me a hug, just a smile before he grabbed the pizzas from Otto.
The twins went into the kitchen like this whole thing wasn’t super weird.
Otto went to follow them.
I grabbed his hand to stop him. “What is going on? You specifically said there wouldn’t be any surprise guests tonight.”
“Yeah.”
I gestured toward the twins in the kitchen. “There are literally two surprise guests eating your pizza.”
He laughed. “They live here too, Zoey. But we can eat in the other room. I thought we could watch a movie or something.”
