Page 10 of Chance
As much as a person could hide with their front door wide open.
Abi gave me a soft smile that felt like it was full of understanding, not judgment.“Well, we will be at Hannigans’ until late if you decide to join us.And by late, I mean until ten or eleven.This kid does not enjoy late nights at the moment.I hope I see you, but if not, maybe we can catch up next week.”
“I’d like that.”
“Great.See you later, Evie.”With a wave, she walked off to the left, away from the parking area where I’d left my Jeep.
Turning, I sipped my drink and fought the sudden urge to pull out my phone to see if I had any missed messages.That lasted for all of ten steps before I gave in.I had more than a few from Chance, which caused my heart to give a weird little squeeze before I told myself I was being ridiculous.Avoiding his texts, I sent one to my sister.
Me: Made a friend in class!
Me: She invited me out for a girls’ night.I think I want to go.
Abi had mentioned Hannigans’, and that was where Chance had said he would meet me if Evy and I decided to go out to celebrate her new job.
Did I want to see him?
Yes.
Even though Abi told me he was basically a player?
Again, yes.Although I felt unreasonably grumpy about that particular information, I still wanted—ached—to see him.
Chance
Combingmy fingers through my still-wet hair, I knocked on the door of apartment four.I tried to keep it light, but it was more of a booming sound that was loud enough, it had several other tenants opening their doors.
“Oh hey, Chance!”
Gritting my teeth, I ignored the woman who walked out of apartment three and knocked on my girl’s door again.
Nothing.
Pulling out my phone, I checked to see if she’d texted me back since the last message I’d sent.Five minutes ago.
Again, nothing.
All day, I’d been glued to my phone, mentally begging her for a crumb of attention.Other than one picture she’d sent me to confirm she hadn’t wrong-numbered me, she’d been silent.Like a love-sick puppy, I’d gazed at her on my screen all day.I set the selfie she’d sent me as my wallpaper and lock screen.Unable to think about anything but her turned a task that should have only taken a few hours into a day-long job.I had to stay until it was finished since we were on a tight schedule for the project.It was either stay over or come back at the crack of dawn the next day.
I already had plans for how I was spending my Saturday, and they had nothing to do with work.First, I was going to find Evie, get my fill of her decadent scent, and then kiss her like I’d been aching to all day.From there, I wasn’t going to let her go, not for a single fucking minute.She needed to get used to having me all over her, because now that I’d found her, I was going to be glued to her.
“I just made some dinner.Would you like to join me?I made fajitas.Rory gave me the recipe for all your favorites.”
Me: You better be at Hannigans’, peaches.
“Chance, I asked you a question.”
Glancing at the small blonde, I bit back a sigh.She was seconds away from stomping her foot and having a full-on tantrum right there.No doubt, she’d be on the phone to my mother in five minutes, bitching about how I was rude to her.Something that she should have been used to by now since I wasn’t getting aboard that crazy train.
Casey was always a pain in my ass.She was in her mid-twenties and worked at one of the doctor’s offices in town.Why my mom adored her was a frigging mystery to me, but I wasn’t going to begrudge her a friend.If she wanted to get her nails done with Casey every few weeks, I’d hand over my bank card and tell her to get a pedicure while she was at it.
But when she started throwing her new bestie at me, I’d made it clear there would be no matchmaking.That didn’t stop Ma.A year ago, she’d gone to Reid to get Casey an apartment in our building, as if the close proximity would push us together or some shit.All it did was confirm for me that the nurse was a spoiled little brat who had never heard the word no in her life.I wasn’t stupid enough to let my dick get anywhere close to that bitch, let alone think about having a relationship with her.
“I’m not hungry.”I heard her give an annoyed huff before she did, in fact, stamp her feet.
My focus was back on my phone before I reached my truck.
Still nothing.
