Cocky Roomie_ A Bad Boy Romance Novel(29)

“They’re just fucking with me. It’s what brothers do. I didn’t want to deal with it.”

She nods. “It isn’t because I fucked you to get the job?” A sneaky smile lights her eyes up.

A guffaw breaks free from my lungs. “Drew, sometimes you’re as delicate as that flower, and other times, watch out!”

Jason and Justin look over, curious and amused. She’s grinning at my reaction and she reaches over and removes a small leaf from my shirt, then whispers, “You bring it out in me, Jake.”

My cock twitches. Suddenly I wish I hadn’t asked them to come with. This tunnel in the rainstorm would be a great place for a kiss.

Returning to us, Justin’s voice cuts in. “Dad, tell Mom we’re bringing a guest to the BBQ.”

My eyes flash over.

He’s grinning like the Devil after signing a pact with a virgin, “Yeah, it’s Jake’s new roommate. Uncle Don just hired her.” Now how the fuck did he know that? Asshole. He pauses as the tunnel lights up and explodes with a thunderclap. “We’re at the Botanical Gardens with her now. Nice girl. Alright, Dad. We’ll see you Sunday night. Bye.” Justin slides the phone into his pocket. “Well, look at what I did.”

Jason changes his hat so the bill is in the front, then he dips his head to hide a grin behind it.

Drew is staring at them, clearly feeling like a pawn in a game.

Having someone to a family event will be a first for me. He knows this. He’s fucking with me because he’s being a dick and wants to get a rise out of me. I’ve never brought anyone to one of these things. This one is even more intimate because it’s a send-off goodbye for me and my family. Ignoring the twins, and stuck between a rock and a stone, I force a smile. “You’re going to love my Mom’s fresh ginger ale.”

Her expression says she knows I’m not happy about this.

We all look over as the rain does the thing it’s famous for in the South – leaves as quickly as it came. Quarter-sized raindrops are replaced with dimes and then drizzle. We’re all used to it, so no one mentions it. Justin and Jason head out.

Drew hangs back and grabs my wrist as I go to follow. “Jake, I’m not goin’ to the BBQ.”

“You have plans?”

“No, I just don’t want to go.”

I frown, surprised. Since when does a girl you had sex with turn down meeting your family? Especially when you’re a fucking Cocker.

“Why not? Not many people get invited. It’s kind of a big deal.”

Off my defensiveness, she smiles a little and shakes her head. “Jake, that’s not why I’m not goin’. It’s just, you’re about to leave. For who knows how long. This’ll be the last chance to spend time with your family. You don’t need an outsider there. The focus will be on me, and it should be on you. With everyone comfortable.”

I’m stunned. I stare at her in silence. For years my brothers and I have been deflecting girls and their Mommas who try to snake into our tight knit group. Most do it for the wrong reasons, and so we’re careful. Our family comes from money. Our dad is a Congressman. We’re not bad looking, on top of all that.

And here Drew is looking out for MY best interests.

“Huh,” I mutter.

“Let’s go.” She walks away, glancing over her shoulder to see if I’m coming. “Come on.”

I follow her out and walk in silence beside her, processing this. Finally I mumble, “You’re a good person.”

She cuts a quick look to me. “You too.”

“I don’t know about that.”

“Just take a fuckin’ compliment.”

I burst out laughing. “Cuss words coming out of your mouth always surprise me.”

“I’m not a priss,” she objects.

Remembering my face in her sweet, wet little cunt, I smirk to myself. “Oh, I know.”

When we catch up to my brothers, Jason announces plans to go Whiskey Mistress, a bar in Buckhead where he’s hot for one of the bartenders. The invitation is clearly for everyone present, but Drew declines and gives me a look meant for only me to understand. We drive her home then head north. I’m surprised they leave the subject of my roommate alone for most of the night. But after more than a few samplings of the many high-end bourbons on the back wall, Justin nearly shouts, “So, have you fucked her yet?”

Bourbon goes everywhere. My brothers lose it. The bartender of Jason’s current focus strolls over to clean up with damp towel. “Did you have to spit all over my new cardboard coasters?”

“Sorry, Jenny.” I wipe my moist lips with the back of my hand. “Justin’s got the delicacy of a rhino.”