My Future Stepbrother

Chapter 29

We sat in one of the booths by the window and I took my first sip of sweet goodness. I needed this. I let out a small moan as the velvety texture filled my throat and warmed my soul.

“You two want to get a room?” Chad asked pointing at my overly large mug of vanilla latte.

“If I could, I would get a room and show this coffee the time of its life. I would make it feel things it never knew possible.” I don’t know why I had the constant urge to tease Chad. He was just so easy to wind up.

“Fuck Al. I need McGonagall to teach me some transmogrification so I can learn how to be a cup of latte.”

I almost spit out my drink at him. “You like Harry Potter?” I ask in disbelief.

“What can I say sweet cheeks, I’m full of surprises.” He sits back before taking a swig of his iced coffee trying to look like  manliness personified.

I feel my phone go off in my bag. Its Brie again, she’s been texting all day. They are finally letting Granny come home and I feel so relieved.

“So we gonna get on with this project or did we just come here so you could get some one on one time with me?” I look at him contemplating how I could bottle up his self-esteem and sell it. He had enough to fuel a small army.

I throw my phone back in my bag and grab the folder.

We work for a few hours, replenishing ourselves with more coffee as we go but my head just isn’t in it. All I can think about is Jayce.

Was he okay? Did he really think I was just a weird prude? Did he miss me? The questions just kept bombarding my head and made it impossible to focus. I had chewed the end of my pencil so much I had basically turned myself into a human beaver.

“You’re not feeling this are you?” Chad asks. He’s closer now and I realise he must have been trying to get my attention while I was zoned out.

I shake my head. “Mind if we call it for today?”

He nods and smiles back. We pack up and get back in the car.

“You want me to drop you back at home? I mean if not you’re free to come back to mine and we could -"

“I swear to god Chad if you finish that sentence with another sexual innuendo I will tell Brie to do that thing she threatened you with in ninth grade where your dick meets a cheese-grater!”

“I was going to say we could take a chaperoned turn around the gardens. Jesus Christ Aleah get your head out of the gutter!”

We both laugh hysterically knowing full well that was not what he was going to say. I actually didn’t want to go home but there was no way I was going to Chad’s, I dread to think what I could catch just walking into his room.

“Could you drop me at Bries?” He nods and takes us flying out of the street.

My hair resembles more of a lions mane than my natural curls by the time the wind has finished attacking it through the open top car and we make it to Bries.

“Are you good to get home from here?” Chad asks as I try to flatten it down in the mirror.

“Yeah I’ll walk, it isn’t too far.”

Chad looks conflicted. “You shouldn’t walk around at night alone Ally. It’s not safe, especially in this neighbourhood.”

I chuckle slightly knowing that despite Brie’s neighbourhoods reputation I know almost everyone on this block and they’re all good people.