CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Mouse
“You look miserable as fuck!” Sketch said as he walked up to me.
I cut my eyes over to him but held my tongue.
The lot between the two buildings was full of family and friends. And a few faces that I didn’t recognize nor cared to get to know. Women here for the men that weren’t me, because I wasn’t interested at all.
“He’s looked like this for like months now,” Lake said as he took a seat beside me and tipped his beer back.
“Yeah, but it’s fuckin’ worse right now. Someone chop your dick off or something? I mean damn. You’re bringingmedown.” Normally I was amused by Sketch, but not tonight.
In fact, I was two seconds away from punching him in his fucking face.
“That bitch left you like forever ago now,” he went on not taking a hint from my silence. I knew he was talking about Amber and as shitty as it might have been, I hadn’t thought about her at all lately. “Shouldn’t you be all up in desperate pussy?” He pointed his finger to a group of women that were obviously here for one thing— to bag a brother for the night.
“Think his mind is on other things,” B-ry said as he walked up only catching the last thing that Sketch had said. “Beer?”
“No, I’m good,” I replied with a shake of my head.
“Nah, this fucker needs something stronger to knock that shit outta him,” Sketch said.
“I don’t need anything,” I ground out, my eyes blindly staring a hole in the building across the way.
I was done with drinking. I hadn’t had a drop since that fucked up night where I touched Ingram. The night when I watched her heart break with my own eyes right in front of me. The lies I’d said… I still hated myself for saying them.
That brought Ingram to my damn mind and here I was trying really fucking hard not to think about her. It hurt in my chest every time I did. Like now, an ache that never really went away and seemed to grow stronger the more the days went on. I was a fucking idiot, I couldn’t even try and deny it. I didn’t know how to make it right and it was clear as day that she was doing her best to avoid me, even more than before. And it seemed like no matter what I did, I couldn’t let her go.
So maybe I was wrong.
I did need something, it just wasn’t alcohol.
“Oh look, Ky’s baby sister is here,” Sketch said a little too loudly causing my whole body to tense up. Just what I needed and really, I should have known she’d be here. I didn’t move my eyes to look at him but I could tell he was watching her and whoever she was with somewhere behind me. “I’m gonna go borrow her kid. Bitches love a man with a baby. They’ll flock to me like fuckin’ sluts to free condoms.”
“I don’t think that’s how that saying goes…” Lake said sounding confused.
“Sketch,” I said and it came out like a deep growl. “Don’t fucking think about it.”
He eyed me with a damn smirk on his face. Then he lifted his hands in surrender and backed away. I watched him just to make sure he didn’t go near Ingram and Chry.
B-ry chuckled and I didn’t want to deal with this shit right now.
I tried hard not to look, but it was like my eyes had a mind of their own.
All the air left my lungs the moment I saw her.
She was so beautiful. Her dark, thick hair was half down and swaying lightly in the calm breeze. The dress she had on was so perfectly her, not too short and only revealing enough to tease my imagination. Her full lips were tinted with a deep pink which complemented her tan skin tone perfectly.
I was fucked in so many different ways that it wasn’t even funny.
“Oh, I can’t wait to sit back and watch Ky kick your ass,” B-ry said as he got to his feet. He walked off shaking his head and I knew he had a damn smirk on his face.
“My advice—” Lake started to say but I cut him off.
“I didn’t ask for it.”
“Is talk to Ky before things get out of hand,” he finished like I hadn’t even told him I wanted to him shut up. “You know, once you admit to yourself that you have a thing for his little sister, that is.”
