“I’m running late for something.”
I stop short when she suddenly pivots.
“Send me a pic, though.”
“Oh, yeah, okay.”
She walks off but turns to me. “Congrats, by the way.” She sends me an air kiss, and I feel my smile growing.
I walk into my room, and as I grab my things, I get a Famoura notification.
L.Walker started following you.
I open the app, and when I click on Liam's account, a smile touches my lips when I notice he's only following one person. I follow him back, although he has no post, and a second later, I get a text from him.
Are you on that app 24 hours of the day?
Says the one on the app LMAO
Fair.
You free tonight?
I'm free now!
I'll meet you at your place.
I like his message before tucking my phone away.
This whole friends-with-benefits thing worked out perfectly for both of us, and I'm glad I was honest with him about not seeing this becoming more than what it is.
The drive to my house isn’t too long, and as I park, I notice Liam driving up behind me.
By the time I’m out of my car, he has removed his helmet and climbed off his bike, closing the distance between us.
“Hey.” I smile up at him, and to no one's surprise, he doesn't smile in return.
“What's up,” he glances at my hair before his eyes meet mine again. “Your hair looks pretty. Did you just get it done?”
“Thank you! Yes, I just did it yesterday.” I run a hand through my faux locs as we step into the building, and when he walks in front of me, I get a closer look at his helmet.
“How’d you get a KD helmet? That one just released and there were only two of them.”
He looks down at his helmet, and when he looks over at me, he looks like I’m speaking a different language. “How do you know that?”
I laugh at his obvious shock as we step onto the elevator. “Because my brother has the other one and was just about ready to give his firstborn for it.” That’s not an exaggeration, August literally said he’d give up his firstborn child for that helmet and Hazel didnotfind that funny. They don’t even have kids, and I don’t think she wants any, but she hates that he even has a bike.
The boys used to street race, and August never really let that life go, but Hazel hates it, so he doesn’t do it. He’d never give up his bike though, even if he barely rides it anymore.
Liam rolls his eyes at something before looking forward. “I’m acquainted with the designer.”
My jaw drops. “You’refriendswithKai Drew?!”
“Acquaintances.” He corrects me, but he says it like it’snothing.
“I think my brother would kill to be friends with you.”
He lets out a scoff and turns to me. “I can bet this helmet he wouldn’t.” He’s stepping out of the elevator before I can question him. Since my penthouse is the only one on this floor, he walks straight to my door.
