“True. I guess our holidays and shit never line up.”
“So it’s good I’ll meet him today.”
“Yeah.”
The French doors open, pulling my attention to the left, and a young man who looks like a younger version of his father walksthrough them. He’s grinning, but when he sees me, he stops, his smile fading.
Rocco looks in his direction. “Tristan, come over here and meet my friend.”
Tristan steps closer, his eyes taking me in from head to toe. To say he’s attractive is an understatement. Deeply tanned, toned but just barely, and perfectly styled black hair, he is a dream. Judging from the look on his face, he thinks the same of me.
I extend my hand. “Bishop. Nice to meet you.”
Tristan smiles, stunning me. “Nice to meet you.”
“Congrats on being accepted to the school of your choice.”
His eyes linger on mine for a few seconds too long before he speaks. “Thanks. It’s really my dad’s choice more than mine, but it’s a good school.”
“Education is important,” Rocco says.
“Do you think that, Bishop?”
Rocco subtly shifts his eyes to me. “Of course.”
“What school did you go to?”
Rocco twists around. “Quit digging into his life so much. Don’t you have friends coming over?”
“Yes, and I did everything you asked me to do earlier.”
“Really? Did you get the extra beer out of the fridge in the garage?”
Tristan rolls his eyes. “No. I’ll do it now.” His eyes shift back to me. “Got a few minutes to help? There’s a lot.”
I nod. “Sure, I can help.”
After setting down my beer, I follow Tristan into the kitchen and through it to the garage. He opens the fridge, handing me a couple of six packs.
“Did you think I was digging into your life too much?”
I shake my head. “No, it’s fine. I didn’t go to school. My school was life.”
Tristan nods, pulling out two more cases of beer. “What do you do for a living?”
“Construction. I’m a builder.”
“Doing okay?”
“Business is good. Started my own thing about ten years ago.”
“Self-made man. I like it.”
Is he flirting? I think he’s flirting. “Got any more beer to bring?”
“Are you uncomfortable with me?”
“Why would I be? You’re just a kid.”
