Griffin
“You can’t fire me.”
Blair stands tall with her hands on her hips and her chin held high. Being more at her level, I realize just how small she really is.
My gaze bounces between her and Lily. Come to think of it, I might just be large because she’s actually the same size as my sister seeing them standing next to one another.
“You don’t own the place,” she continues.
“Actually, I do,” I deadpan.
Blair turns to Lily, waving a hand in my direction. “This is your brother?”
Lily nods, her mouth agape. Clearly shocked by this exchange.
My sister told menothingabout the new girl she was hiring. Then again, I didn’t ask many questions myself. When she told me about it, I didn’t even think about how we have a new girl roaming around town. My head went straight to a trustworthy local.
I’m pissed at myself for not thinking it was thecity girlshe hired.
“Did you know your brother was an asshole?” Blair asks her.
“Did you just call me an asshole?” I want to laugh, but aggravation is the only thing flowing through my blood right now.
She faces me, stepping into my space. Which only pisses me off even more, because the buzz in the air when she’s this close is undeniable.
I want to turn away. I want to run off into the kitchen. Because I don’t want to feel like this with anyone new.
Especially her.
“I call it like I see it,” she says with a shrug.
“How do you two know each other?” Lily asks.
But I can’t take my eyes off Blair, who’s giving me the death stare. The evil eye only makes her look that much hotter and sends chills down my spine. And fuck me for even thinking that.
Also…I was right.
The whiskey color in her eyes burns worse than when drinking it straight from the bottle.
She should come with a warning.
“She just moved here. Tomyroad.”
“Barlow Drive is notyourroad. Just because you were the only person who lived there before I got here, doesn’t mean it’s yours. It’s town property.”
She’s got a backbone; I’ll give her that. I extend my hand in front of her, void of emotion. But all she does is look at it like its poison before her eyes lock with mine again. “Hi, Blair…”
“Andrews,” she says, crossing her arms over her chest.
“It’s nice to meet you. I think.” I shrug. “That part is still up for debate. But, I’m Griffin Barlow.”
I watch as everything in her changes. Her shoulders relax while her eyes widen, taking a few steps away from me before her hand covers her forehead. I feel the air change around me from just moments ago.
Almost like I can breathe again.
“This can’t be happening right now,” she murmurs under her breath. “I’m going to the restroom,” she tells Lily.
I want to laugh, or hell, even smile with satisfaction.
