Please say no.
“No,” Ryder replied. “Nothing like that. We’re just growing apart I think.”
I felt a lump rise in my throat.
“You have to talk to her about this.”
He nodded his head. “I know. I’m just going to wait awhile to see if things change.”
“It won’t change if you both don’t make changes—it needs to be discussed. Now.”
Ryder held up his hands. “I will, eventually, I promise. I just have a lot going on right now.”
He did?
“Like what?” I asked.
Ryder smirked. “Never you mind.”
Oh, he was up to something.
“Why are you up and dressed this early in the mornin’?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him suspiciously.
He snickered, “I’ve got to go and take care of some business, nosey.”
I feigned offence. “I’m not nosey.”
“Sure you aren’t.”
I grunted and Ryder smiled.
“Promise me you’ll keep our conversation between us, okay?”
I groaned, “You’re askin’ me to withhold information from me oldest friend?”
“Yes, to keep her from unnecessary hurt.”
Bastard.
“Okay, fine,” I sighed. “I’ll keep me mouth shut.”
Ryder winked. “Later, mama.”
The kettle boiled just as Ryder walked out of the kitchen. I told Ryder I wasn’t nosey, but I really was. I followed him down the hallway and looked out the small window next to the door to see where he was going. I raised my eyebrows when I saw him climb into a Jeep. Nico’s Jeep. I could see Nico in the driver’s seat, he laughed at something Ryder said then drove off seconds later.
Where the hell were they going at six in the morning?
I turned around and walked back into the kitchen feeling puzzled. I didn’t like when people kept secrets, especially when I wasn’t in on what the secret was. Kane was hiding something about a person called Big Phil, and Ryder and Nico were going places at six in the morning in normal clothes, not workout gear.
Hmmmm.
I shook my head and walked over to the kettle and made myself another cup of tea and chuckled to myself.
Maybe Ryder was right; I was nosey.
I woke Kane when I climbed into bed next to him three hours later. I was sat upright eating some cereal from a bowl that I balanced on my belly. He opened one eye, smiled at me, and rolled onto his back.
“That’s a pretty sight to wake up to in the morning.”
I glanced at him and snorted, “Yeah, I’m a real catch.”
I flicked on Kane’s television and turned on Netflix. “More of the Sons?”
Kane stretched, sat upright and nodded his head.
He had that just-awake-fuck-me-now bedhead that did things to my vagina and I just wasn’t happy about it.
“Have you been awake long?”
I shrugged. “About five hours.”
“Five hours?” Kane asked with wide eyes. “Why didn’t you wake me?”
I glanced at him then back to the television. “Because I woke up at four in the mornin’.”
“So?” Kane clicked his tongue. “You should have woke me.”
I rolled my eyes. “I was fine. I went downstairs, had a lot of tea, some food, then more tea and some more food. Then I came up here. No big deal.”
Kane grunted, “Just wake me in the future.”
“In the future?” I laughed. “How frequent do you think these sleepovers will be?”
Kane moved closer to me. “I’m hoping frequently.”
I swallowed. “Kane...”
“I feel better with you here, so humour me and stay with me awhile.”
I looked at him and raised my eyebrow. “How long is awhile?”
He smirked. “How long have you got?”
“All day. It’s Saturday.”
“All day then.”
I raised my eyebrow. “Is this like a bondin’ exercise?”
“Yes.” Kane replied, his lip twitching.
I laughed, “Okay. As long as I don’t have to move I’m cool with bondin’ time.”
Kane grinned at me then turned his attention to the television. Five minutes later I finished off my cereal. I placed my now empty bowl on Kane’s locker next to me and shimmied lower while pulling the blankets over my body. I groaned when I discovered it wasn’t a comfortable position to watch the telly in.
“What’s wrong?” Kane asked.
I didn’t reply. Instead, I tested out a few different positions and settled on lying on my side. My pillow was too soft to prop my head up to so I looked at Kane and said, “Can I lie my head on your chest so I can see the telly?”
Kane gestured to himself. “Use my body as you see fit, babydoll.”
I snorted as I placed my head on his bare chest and cocked my leg over his. There. That was better. Much better.
“Are you comfortable?” Kane asked.
“Uh huh.”
“Good... but just so you’re aware, you are lying on me, and your leg is pressed against my dick. I can’t control it if it gets hard, okay?”
I laughed, “Okay.”
“I’m serious, I don’t want you to freak out on me.”