It has a smile threatening my own face.
I like this side of her.
“You should go talk to her instead of being a stalker.”
I turn to find Yak standing next to me as he grabs a beer from the cooler.
“She is with her friends and having fun. I don’t want to bother her.”
He laughs as he opens his beer and leans on the wall beside me.
“It’s obvious to anyone who looks at you that you have it bad for the girl,” he says.
“I never claimed otherwise. I came here for her.”
He slaps his hand on his chest. “I am offended. You mean you didn’t come to be my brother? And to think we were becoming friends.”
I crack a small smile. “That is just an added bonus.”
He laughs. “I knew you loved me.”
“I did not say that,” I grumble.
“No, but actions speak louder than words, and well, you spend a lot of time with me,” he jokes.
“Assigned by our pres, but you know what? Sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night, buddy.” I take a swig of my beer, my eyes finding her again.
She looks gorgeous with her long blonde hair falling down to her ass. She has on a pair of light-colored, washed-out cut-offs with a black tank top layered on top. When she moves to throw her hair over her shoulder, I see a sliver of skin between her shorts and her shirt that has me salivating.
I shouldn’t want her this bad, but I do. It’s more than physical, though. I want her for who she is. I know she is keeping herself in a cage still. It’s what she had to do in order to survive, but I get glimpses of the woman she is. I know when I finally get to see all of her, I will be even more gone for the girl.
She is the perfect woman. One I can only hope to have a sliver of a chance with.
“So we are just going to stand here and be creepers, huh? I mean, I’m here for you, brother,” Yak jokes.
“You can go be social if you want,” I mutter.
“And leave you alone? No way. You’d look pathetic. At least if I stand here, you look like you have a friend.”
“I swear, you are like a golden retriever. Do you ever lose this energy you have?”
“Nope.” He pops the p. “This is my personality. Mom always said it would either take me far or get me killed.”
I hum. “Killing sounds good about now.”
He laughs. “Oh, look. She’s on the move. Should we follow?”
I want to punch him. If he wasn’t with me, I would make an excuse to follow her inside. I would stay in the shadows and watch her to make sure no one upset her. Instead, I stay put, my hand tightening on my beer.
“We are playing it cool. Awesome. Smart move. Girls don’t like guys who are too thirsty. Got to make them wonder if we want it, you know.”
“Jesus fuck, Yak. Shut up,” I hiss.
He laughs. “No can do. It’s literally my name.”
I shake my head. “You talk more than anyone I know. There is peace in silence, you know.”
“Silence is scary,” he says with a large smile on his face.
