Reid gleefully taps the side of his nose. “How’s that feeling?”
My eye twitches. “My nose is fine, thank you.” I mimic drinking alcohol with my hand. “How’s that feeling?”
Reid’s lips bunch at the side as if fighting a chuckle. “I haven’t taken any pills from strangers lately if that’s what you’re asking.”
“That’s good.”
Reid easily pushes off the tree, tosses the finished cigarette to the ground, and stomps it out with his heel. A flash of the creamy skin of his stomach makes me almostsquirm, but I hold fast, instead staring down at him in feigned indifference.
“It seems someone has told most of the dealers to not sell to me anyway,” Reid notes with a curious edge to his voice.
“Pity,” I lie, because it was definitely me.
Reid taps his chin thoughtfully. “Someone’s been stalking me too. Following my steps, making it impossible for me to hook up.”
“Oh no.”
Reid steps close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off of him, smell the cigarette smoke and the soft tinge of his musky cologne. My eyes rake over his face, the slight dark roots beginning to show at his scalp. He makes an aggrieved sound, bringing my attention back to his face. Reid presses two fingers to my chest and pushes all the while scowling up at me.
“Stop cockblocking me.”
I grab his fingers with mine, twist, and tug him closer until his body is pressed against mine. “No.”
Reid’s chest heaves in anger and his eyes narrow. “I don’t know who you think you are, but stop stalking me, stop fucking with my life, and stop pretending like you give a shit.”
“Maybe I do give a shit.”
“I puked on you,” Reid argues with a feral snarl.
I smile down at him. “It was kind of cute.”
Reid somehow just gets angrier. “I ruined your Chucks.”
“Chucks are replaceable.”
“Ugh.” Reid twists his arm out of my grip and backs out of my reach. “You know, two can play this game. I’ve been watching you for the past few days.”
“Oh?” That does catch me by surprise because Reid ispretty easily the most important thing on my radar as of late. I can’t imagine him having the ability to watch me without me knowing. The confusion must show on my face because Reid smirks up at me, bright blue eyes sparkling with the glory of a win.
“I can cockblock you too, ruin your night.”
I shrug and brush past him, letting my arm drag across his midriff despite feeling the sudden urge to toss him over my shoulder just at the touch of his skin against mine. Not sure if I want to take him over my knee or put him on his knees.
Slipping my phone out of my jeans pocket, I navigate to my solo text with Parker. I do not need this one in the group chat.
Need you to watch over someone for me.
My cover was blown
Parker
Oh?
I don’t have time for this but also tell me more
Guy from the nightclub when you guys fucked up your designer jeans again
Parker
