“Who all is with you?” I asked.
“The normal gang. There’s six of us all sharing a condo for the rest of the week right smack on the beach. Hell to the yes!”
Lola barked at another dog as I dropped my arm from my sister’s shoulder. “Don’t hook up with any of these fuckers here, do you hear me?”
Ashley stopped walking and I turned to see what was wrong. She stood there staring at me in disbelief as her mouth hung almost to the ground. “What’s wrong?”
“Did you really just say that to me, Emmit? Do you think I’m a whore or something?”
I stared at my sister with a dazed look. “Why in the hell would you think I thought you were a whore?”
Ashley waved her hands all around as she talked. “Oh, I don’t know, Emmit. Maybe because you just told me not to hook up with anyone.” Ashley walked over toward Malcolm, who had his back faced to her, and pointed to him. “Like I’m just gonna walk on up to some random guy and be like—” Tapping on Malcolm’s shoulder, he turned and looked at Ashley. The way his eyes moved up and down her body pissed me off instantly. “Oh hey you, random guy. Want to fuck?”
No words. I was too stunned to say anything. Meanwhile, Malcolm took advantage of my moment of shock and flashed my baby sister that smile that I knew melted the panties right off of women. “If you’re asking, I’m willing.”
Ashley turned back and looked at Malcolm. “Oh. Um, sorry Malcolm, I wasn’t really asking, and I thought you were someone else. Well, actually I thought you were just a stranger.”
Ashley must have noticed the way Malcolm was eye fucking the shit out of her because her body relaxed and she let out an awkward giggle. “So, how have you been?”
Malcolm glanced back over at me and pointed to Ashley. “No shit. This is little Ashley? You’re baby sister?” Turning back to Ashley, he stuck his foot in his mouth even more. “When did you lose the braces and pimples?”
Before I even had the chance to try and save him, Ashley threw her hands on her hips and went off on the poor unsuspecting bastard.
“Excuse me? I’ll have you know asshole I’m about to graduate college. As far as the braces and pimples go, that’s what happens when you grow up, grow tits and start having sex. How dare you treat me like some little high school freshman, you arrogant dick!”
My mouth dropped open and I would have given anything to have a time machine to go back in time so I didn’t have to hear that my baby sister had had sex before.
“What?” Malcolm and I both said at once.
Malcolm pushed his hand through his hair as he said, “You can’t be going around telling guys that shit, Ashley. Are you insane? All it’s going to take is some dick to think that’s the green light for him to make a move on you. I mean seriously. Walking up to some guy and asking him to fuck, he’s going to say yes.”
Ashley raised her eyebrows and said, “A guy like you, Malcolm?”
“What the fuck, Ashley!” I said as I glared at her.
Malcolm laughed and shook his head as he patted Ashley on the top of her head. “Awe, that’s kind of cute, Ash, but I’m nowhere near the guy for you.”
Now I looked over at Malcolm with a look of disbelief. I wasn’t sure if I should be more impressed that he remembered my sister’s name or by the fact that he was actually acting like a gentleman for once. Well, kind of like one since Malcolm didn’t even know the definition of the word gentlemen.
Ashley stomped her feet and I swore I saw tears forming in her eyes. “I’m not a child, Malcolm Wallace, and don’t you dare treat me like one. There are plenty of guys who would kill to sleep with me. How dare you treat me like a baby. Asshole!”
Ashley spun on her heels and practically ran away. Lifting her hand up, she called back to me, “I’ll call you later, Emmit.”
I watched as my sister walked away, clearly upset by what had just happened. When I walked over to Malcolm, I shook my head and said, “What in the fuck just happened? What did you do to make her almost cry?”
When I turned and looked at Malcolm, a look of concern passed over his face. “Um, hell if I know.” Turning to look at me, Malcolm asked, “Did I treat her like a baby just then?”
“It was the patting on the head. In case the two of you didn’t notice, that young lady is all grown up and is not a child. She’s a woman.”
Malcolm and I both snapped our heads over to Adaline. “Don’t say that, Addie!” I said in disgust. Malcolm didn’t utter a word as he smiled at Adaline.
“How’s it going, Adaline?” Malcolm asked.
“It’s going good.”
Malcolm moved back and forth on his feet like he was nervous as he finally looked back and me said, “Good luck tomorrow, Emmit. I’ll see you around.”