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“Yeah, I mean, it’ll make it easier for you to sneak into my room on Tuesday, Thursdays, and Sundays.”
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LEO LOHAN, LUCKIEST MAN ALIVE
LEO
The daysand weeks start to blur together. Hockey takes up most of my time, and I spend every other spare minute with Scarlett.
Or almost every other minute. It’s Sunday, and officially, it’s Ash’s day. I shake my head at the thought of my girl and my best friend splitting custody of me like I’m a child, but in all honesty, I feel pretty fortunate to have both of them.
Me, Jack, Declan, Maverick, and Tyler are at Ash’s house to watch the Vikings play. It’s halftime, and we’re outside, braving the December cold for a game of washers and a couple of beers. Tyler’s been on the phone basically since he walked in.
“Wonder what’s up with him,” Ash says.
I shake my head. “No clue.”
When we head back in for the second half, Tyler finally rejoins us. He plops onto the couch, jaw set and brows furrowed.
“Everything okay?” I ask.
“Yeah.” He roughs a hand through his hair. “No. Not really. My sister got suspended from school. Again.”
“Sorry, man,” Ash says.
“You have a sister?” Maverick asks.
Tyler nods. “She’s in high school. Or was. She’s one more fuck up from being expelled. She wants to come live with me.”
We’re all quiet. His phone pings with a text. He sighs and stands. “And she just got on a bus headed this way. I have to go deal with this. Sorry, guys.”
I stand to bump his fist and wish him luck.
“Let us know if you need anything,” Jack says.
“Unless you know how to speak seventeen-year-old girl, I’m probably on my own. Hopefully, I can talk her into turning around and going back home.” Ty shakes his head and heads out.
After the game, I jog across the street. Scarlett is just pulling in. She hasn’t moved in yet. She wanted to take some time and make sure things were solid with us first, but she spends almost every night here. I have to bite my tongue to keep from bringing it up daily, but the offer is out there, and when she’s ready, I’m excited to live with her.
She rolls the window down and lets the music filter out. She sings along to a Backstreet Boys song, not missing a single lyric.
“You sang this song the first night we met,” I say as I open her car door.
“I know. It’s my secret weapon.” She gives me a sexy and playful look. “It got me one night with Leo Lohan.”
“Got you a lot more than that.” I smack her ass. “What are you using it to get this time?”
“I know you have practice early tomorrow, but any chance you want to attend a fake engagement party?”
I chuckle. “A fake one?”
“Jade and Sam. They rented out Mike’s bar for the night.”
When I don’t immediately agree, she adds, “I bought a new dress to wear.”
I’m a sucker for her sexy little dresses and skirts.
“Yeah, it sounds fun. As long as we can duck out early enough I can still get under your new dress when we get home.”
