He threw his head forward, eating his food. “For work, yeah. Even though I’d much rather be in one place for a while.”
I was curious what he did for work, but I didn’t ask. I instead glanced around the restaurant, realizing my sister had not returned.
“You beautiful, Doc, got that energy tha?—”
“What’s up, Doc, you good?” Duhani’s voice announced his presence in front of us.
“Can’t call it. I already talked to Versai. I’ll be at the ranch Monday.”
He nodded in my direction. “Good look. Lydia is gonna run me ragged.” He then focused his attention on his cousin. “Hud, I gotta head out. Sai will have my ass if I stay out here any longer.”
“Aight. Gon’ head, Greene with an e will drop me off.” Hudson’s eyes went from his cousin to me as a smirk covered his face. The same one covered Duhani’s face as well and suddenly I felt like I had missed the joke. It was then I realized this nigga had volunteered me to drop him off tonight.
“You got me, right?” Hudson asked.
“How do you know I drove?” I questioned with a raised brow.
“I don’t, but I also watched your sister slide you a key fob before she disappeared with Don,” he responded, letting me know he had been paying attention way before he addressed me. “So, you got me, Greene with an e?”
“Uh yeah. I guess. But I assure you that isn’t the way you ask for a ride.”
He and Duhani laughed before Duhani went about his way, leaving me and Hudson at the bar.
I didn’t knowhow long Hudson and I sat there and talked, but we talked long enough for Jonas to come out and announceGuuds was closing to us and a couple others. While we stood to leave, I pulled my card out to pay my tab, only for him to slide my card back and tell me he had it. Once the bill was closed out, he spoke with Jonas for a while as I sent my sister the most terse text I could muster in the allotted amount of time before Hudson was walking toward me. I looked up just in time to see his slightly bow-legged, six foot three-inch ass walking toward me. He was built beautifully athletic and fucking bold. The man was perfect, and even after talking to him for most of the night, for some reason I didn’t mind dropping him off at Guuds Ranch. I led the way to my sister’s car, knowing he was looking at my ass. He was too quiet back there.
We reached the car less than a minute later. He opened the driver side for me, then went around and got into the passenger side. When he was in, I gave him a quick glance before turning the car on and preparing to pull out of the lot.
“Before I trust my life in your hands, you can drive, right?” he asked, breaking the silence in the car.
“Probably should have been asking me that before you volunteered me to take you home tonight.”
He laughed. “Yeah, you’re probably right. That’s fucked up on my part. You gonna chill with me when we get to the ranch, though?”
“For what?” I cut my eyes between him and the road.
“Shit, to be honest. I could use the company. I ain’t in no rush to go sit in the crib by myself,” he said, then repeated, “I could use the company” a second time.
I cut my eyes between him and the road again. My usual answers were no and hell no but something about him had me considering it.
“I promise you I ain’t on no funny shit, Greene.”
I nodded; my eyes locked on the road. “Maybe for a couple hours, but I really have to ge?—”
“Home to a human-less evening. I hear you, shorty.”
The drive to Guuds was quiet for the most part, both of us finding our way into our own thoughts. For that I was grateful, even though I was lowkey overthinking my decision to come in and keep him company. Keeping a nigga company could land a bitch on her back in seconds. That I knew for a fact.
When I pulled up, he got out before I could, coming around to open my door. Even though his energy was giving fuckboy, he was still a gentleman.
I was so used to going to the barn that I had to catch myself, instead following him to the second house on the end of the compound. When we entered, he immediately removed his jacket, then his hoodie.
“How long do you intend to be here?” I asked, my eyes following him through the room as he got comfortable.
He shrugged. “Shit, I don’t know. I’m just here.”
I nodded.
“Why you ain’t got no nigga at home waiting on you, Doc?”
