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Noah

Ladies’day had us Jones men kicked out of the house once a month for as long as I could remember. I used to not care, it was boring and I didn’t want to be anywhere near it. Mom and the other women just complained about their mates and watch some boring movies I had no interest in anyway. I had heard them once or twice before, complaining about how their mates wouldn’t do this or that. One time, I heard one of them complaining about the lack of sex she got and after that I used to spend the whole day at Luca’s house. Nothing like wishing you could wash your ears out.

But this ladies’ day was different, this was the first time I wanted to know what they were saying. To be a fly on the wall. Ada was there today, inside my house, spending time with my mom. Which was probably scarier than I had thought. I hope she doesn't bring out any naked baby pictures of me, oh god I hope she didn’t do any embarrassing stories about me.

“Dude, she doesn’t like you like that, I don’t care what you say about that kiss on the cheek. If she liked you she wouldn’t have kissed your cheek. Who cares what they’re doing, are you gonna play or not?” Luca nudged me from the floor beside him.

We had been taking turns playing Fortnite but now it was all him, I didn’t care right now for games, I couldn’t concentrate. I wanted to hear what Ada had to say about me. Mom told me that she wouldn’t be talking about me to Ada, and it was a little rude and pushy when I had asked her to please find out if she liked me enough to want to date me. She knew about the kiss on the cheek, I kinda came home and screamed as I came in the house that night.

“She does like me like that, I know she does. And I care what they’re doing, because I don’t want her to think I’m still too young for her if mom starts telling her things.”

I watched the clock on my phone the whole day and night, itching to get back and speak to mom. Who would probably be drunk, it was the one time she ever really drank. She usually had a few and bitched about my fathers to the other women. Saint’s mom Hallie was there, she always went to ladies’ day. I wondered what he thought about that? I know he said he didn’t like her, and after the whole phone number deleting thing had avoided Ada… and me.

When I saw midnight on the clock I jumped up and said a quick goodbye as I rushed home.

I saw Hallie and Peyton as I ran through my front door, they were laying on the couch like sloths. Mom was past sloth mode, she was like a worm as she laid in the pillows that they always put on the floor when watching movies. I could see they were still watching one.

“Oh, wow hey Noah. You’re back fast.” I looked down at mom, so tiny laying there and wriggling to get up. I laughed she looked so funny trying. She held her arms up so I moved over and took her hands. Helping her to stand. Once she wasn’t looking like she was going to fall over, I let her go.

“Oh, I don’t want to miss this. Help me up too.” Hallie called over to me. I chuckled and helped her stand. Peyton giggled as she looked up at me from where she lay.

“What? What did Ada say about me?” I was worried now. But Hallie just shook her head, the grin on her face not helping my thoughts at all. Peyton shook her head.

“Yeah, I need to see this. Help me up…” I rolled my eyes at Saint’s sister-in-law. She was young, in her twenties but always treated me as if I wasn’t a kid. I liked that about her, if anyone could get Ada to talk, it would be her.

“Okay, so what happened, you have me all worried now.” I was starting to freak out, did something get broken? Did they break the coffee table again?

Mom was already walking away from me, and towards the stairs. Hallie ran past me laughing and Peyton patted my back as I followed them.

“It’s okay. Ada is a real sweetheart. I love her, I hope she comes back next ladies’ day. She can really sing, we need to get her something more than Backstreet boys to sing though, what’s your favorite song?” I blinked down at her, huh? I was so confused. Women were confusing.

“Come on, Noah. This isn’t fun if you’re not here.” Hallie called out from upstairs. I took them two at a time, Peyton calling out for me to slow down.

Hallie and mom stood outside my bedroom door, huge grins on their face. I slowed down as I approached them. My brows raised, what happened to my room? I told mom if she wanted to play my Xbox to let me set it up for her downstairs. She had a tendency to mess my stuff up and touch everything in my room.

“Don’t look so nervous, Noah. You’re going to like this surprise.” Peyton’s voice was now sweet and serious.

I shuffled past them and moved into my room, it didn’t look any different. Until I took a deep breath. Strawberries.

I looked over to my door where mom, Hallie and Peyton all stood, their faces beaming with huge grins and nodding.

“She was in my room?” How?Why?

“She found it all by herself, too. We don’t need to ask her if she likes you, Noah. We know she does. Plus, she left you a little extra on your pink piggy.” I spun around and saw the pig on my bed. Oh god, she would have known we really were stalking her around Walmart.

I left my bedroom a mess. I didn’t even make my bed before I rushed out of here. My whole room smelled of Ada, my wolf was pleased. He wanted to shift and strut around the room to rub on anything her scent touched.

I heard my bedroom door close. They must have known how I was feeling. I rolled on my bed, my sheets smelled like her scent, she was intoxicating and everywhere. But mom was right about the pig, I brought it to my nose and inhaled. She had rubbed her scent off on it, so strong too. I rolled around and smelled her scent one me. I wished I could bottle this up forever.

I pulled my phone out, I wanted to text her, to thank her. Well, to let her know I liked her too. She knew that, but like that I smelled her scent in my room. But was that an odd thing to say. Maybe?Crap. But she knew I was a shifter; she would have known I would have smelt her in my room.

I laid on my bed and decided to go for it. I pulled my phone out but instead of writing anything, I wanted to show her how happy I was. I took the pig and put it next to my face, smiled and took a photo. I looked it for a few moments, was this the right move? I didn’t know what the next move was, but what did I have to lose? I pressed send and closed my eyes. It was gone… it was done and I couldn’t take it back now.

I felt asleep holding the pig and my phone waiting for her reply.

“Hey,fucker. Get your ass up. I heard the good news and Nolan wanted you to know you’re gonna be late for school.”

I groaned as I rolled over, cracking an eyelid open to see Ranger standing in my doorway. I knew I was gonna be late, I was just a little tired and Pa usually let me sleep in or skip school the Monday after. Why was ladies’ day on Sunday?