Page 30 of Trucker
“On me?” I arched a brow while climbing up to sit on the hood of my truck. “I’m fine. Heading in for my first official day today.”
“And you and your host are getting along?”
“So far, so good.” I cleared my throat.
Glancing over my shoulders to ensure I was still alone, I lowered my voice.
“How much do you know about her?”
“Taji?” Zoom asked. “Not much. I mean, I don’t know anything beyond what the chief sent me. From speaking with her when setting things up, she seems very sweet. Why?”
“She’s gorgeous, Zoom.” I admitted. “Have you ever seen her face?”
“Yeah, but as you know, she isn’t exactly my type.”
I sucked my teeth in frustration even though I knew she was messing with me.
“Be serious for a second, would you?”
Zoom cleared her throat. “And you want to know if she’s single.”
I scoffed.
“Come on, Trucker. Who knows you better than I do, huh?”
Sighing, I hopped down and headed for the porch.
“Sometimes I think you knowing me this well is a hazard.” I muttered. “More to my health than yours. Because I’m adorable. You know what this is? It’s actually bullshit.”
Zoom wiggled her brows at me.
“I have to get ready after my run. I’ll check in later.”
“Don’t think I don’t know that you’re changing the subject. But sure.”
Grinning, I hung up, quite aware that conversation was far from over inside Zoom’s head.
I knew very well she was thinking of a scathing comeback to what I’d said to her. It would be a comeback that would make our ancestors cry with pride.
Taji didn’t seem to be awake yet.
The house was quiet—almost eerily so.
For a moment, I wondered if she had to live like that, without another soul roaming the halls and was she truly good with that.
I felt as if a house like this deserved to have the sound of tiny laughter and the pitter patter of little feet along the hardwood floors.
The walls deserved to soak in her laughter as her man picked her up over his shoulder and tickled her until she laughed out loud.
Sighing—I was an idiot.
I hurried to the bathroom to shower, washed those thoughts from my head and dressed. I paused to check my email, all the while keeping an eye on the time.
It wouldn’t be in good taste as the trainer to be late on the first day.
Eventually, I descended the stairs again.
“Morning!” Taji called as I entered the kitchen. “You have time for some breakfast?”
