Chapter 19
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Aaron
I walk into the bar to find Marshall, Bennett, and Finn playing a game of darts. I pause at the bar and order two shots and a beer. Downing both quickly I chase them with a swig of beer and turn around to face the guys. All three of them are staring at me without saying a word.
I’m not normally the guy that loses his shit.
I’ve learned over the years that losing control never works out in my benefit. Not when I am dealing with subcontractors, banks, suppliers, and a long line of guys that rely on me to know what’s going on.
I have to keep a level head.
But right now, I’ll admit I am hanging from a cliff by a flimsy branch attached to a dying tree.
“Bad day?” Finn is the first one to speak. Bennett chuckles then quickly covers his mouth and turns away.
“The day was fine, it’s the night that’s turned to shit.” I grab a couple darts and throw them in the direction of the board. One hits just left of the bull’s-eye, the other dead center.
“Picturing a certain someone?” Marshall asks.
“Do any of you know anything about the surfer looking guy that works at Kendall’s dad’s place?”
“You mean Leo?” Bennett rejoins the conversation after he wipes the smirk off his face.
“Yeah him.” I throw another dart. “Kendall was supposed come over tonight and when she didn’t show I took a trip to the shop. Found him and her hanging out and since she isn’t so willing to offer up any details, I’m asking if any of you have some information to provide.”
“He’s a little cocky, but he always has been. Has a long list of women he keeps on call. Never known him to have a girlfriend, just friends.”
“Friends with benefits,” I clarify and Marshall shrugs but I know it’s the case, he doesn’t have to say it out loud. “Him and Kendall?”
“That I don’t know.” I look up to see if I can sense he’s lying. Marshall holds my stare. “Honestly man, I’ve never heard they have, but with his track record I also can’t confirm they haven’t. That’s something you’ll have to ask her.”
The problem is I’m not sure I want to know the answer.
A few hours later I’m home, showered, and laying in bed. A movie is playing, but my mind is someplace else. Wondering what she is doing but refusing to call.
In all fairness I knew going in that this wasn’t going to be easy. But I did it anyway, and here we are.