dressed. I finish drying my hair and walk out
into the room, where Ryder is propped against the headboard of one
of the beds watching TV. Why does he have
to be so fucking sexy ? He’s left his shirt
unbuttoned and I can see the top of his boxers poking just out of
the waistband of his jeans. Pull it
together, Scarlet; he’s a rich boy with entitlement
issues.
“You ready to get some food?” I
ask.
He turns the TV off and sets the
remote down. “Yeah.” He reaches down by the bed and pulls on his
boots. “Let’s go.”
“Do you need to check out or
anything?”
“Nah, I’m staying another day to spend
some time with Judd,” he says, buttoning his shirt.
I shrug and we head out the door. I
text Annabelle to let her know that we’re walking over to the
Waffle House. She texts that they’ll be over in just a few
minutes.
“Annabelle says they’re on
their way and for us to grab a table.”
We walk in to the typical
“Welcome to Waffle House” chorus among the
waitresses and cooks. I slide into the booth and Ryder slides in
next to me. I look at him, about to argue, when Annabelle and Judd
walk in and slide into the other side.
An older lady walks up to wait on us.
“How’re y’all doing this morning?” We all nod and mumble fine. She
chuckles. “Sounds like y’all laid out with the dry cows last
night.”
Ryder laughs. “That sounds like
something my nana would say. Yes, we did, and it was
fun.”
She smiles and laughs. “Well at least
you’re honest. Now what can I get y’all?”
Judd looks up. “I’ll have coffee and
the All American Breakfast. Eggs over medium, with grits, bacon,
and a pecan waffle.”
Ryder looks up. “I’ll have the
same.”
Annabelle laughs. “Well, make that
three except give me a Coke instead of coffee.” She looks over at a
shocked Judd. “Hey, I burnt off a lot of calories last night. I’m
starving.”
We all chuckle. I look up. “I’ll have
a Coke, two eggs scrambled, hash browns, covered and chunked. Bacon
and toast.”
Ryder grins. “Nothing like some good
ole’ Waffle House grease in your belly to make you feel better
after getting trashed huh?”
Judd shakes his head. “Yep it’s one of
the things I’m going to miss about home that’s for
sure.”
We spend the next forty-five minutes
make general conversation with Ryder and me being total smart asses
to each other.
We finish our food and
walk out
.
Annabelle and Judd exchange goodbyes. I look over at Ryder. “Thanks
again for the ride last night and not leaving me.”
He pulls his shades down. “No problem.
So you’re finished with your hours now?”
“No, I’ve got a couple of days this
week and I’ll be done. What about you?”
“I’ve got another week.” We both look
over at our friends sucking face. “Damn, is he gonna let her come
up for air?” he asks.
I shake my head and chuckle. “I’m
beginning to wonder about that myself.”
They finally break apart and Annabelle
grabs her keys. I pull my shades down over my eyes and climb in her
car. She smiles at me. “Ready?”
“Yeah, I wasn’t the one sucking
face.”
“You so could’ve been.”
I look at her like she’s lost her
mind. “You’re crazy.”
“Come on, I wasn’t even around you and
Ryder that much but you guys have some serious sparks going
on.”
Trying to play off how
nice he actually was to me. “Um, yeah, sparks of anger, hate,
loathing each other. We’ve just moved past the urge to kill each
other.”
She laughs as we get on I95.
“Whatever.”
Chapter 4
Ryder
Watching the girls leave, I just shake
my head. “So, lover boy, do you think you’ll spend a day with me
now?”
“Hey, you asked me to keep Annabelle
busy and I damn sure did,” he says with a cocky grin.
“Dude, spare me the details. I’ve hit
a dry spell since the night I got