“What about Jason?” she asks, looking confused.
I give her a stern look, “Why would Jason stick around? A majority of guys aren’t going to want to get to know a girl who’s pregnant.”
“That’s not always true.”
“Okay, let me rephrase that, guys don’t want to date a girl who’s pregnant.”
“Some do,” she says trying to be optimistic.
“It’s fine. I’m going to hang out with him and I’ll tell him, hopefully we can be friends.”
“When are you seeing him again?”
“Tomorrow night, we are going for dinner.”
Before I know it, Monday night is here and I meet Jason at the tattoo shop he works at before we leave to head to Molly’s Irish Pub.
He’s looking pretty freaking hot today. He has on a v-neck tee shirt that shows the tattoos down his arms, snug jeans, and black boots. If I thought he looked slightly preppy the other night, he definitely doesn’t anymore. His blonde hair is a messy mop on the top of his head and the way his green eyes sparkle is sexy.
“Hey,” he says as I enter the shop.
“Hi,” I say with a smile, “You ready to go?”
“Yep,” he says to me before he turns and says bye to the rest of the guys and girl at the shop. “Do you want to leave your car here?” he asks.
“We’re walking?” I ask confused.
“Yeah, it’s not far.”
“Sounds good,” I say as we walk side by side to Molly’s. I turned twenty-one in the beginning of January, but knowing I’m pregnant now, I know it’s not wise to drink. We make the short walk to Molly’s and head inside grabbing a booth.
Liam
“You like her, don’t you?” I ask Spence for the third time. I know he’s lying to me.
“No.”
“Why not?” I ask.
“I mean she’s cute, but nah, too crazy for me.”
“Crazy? She’s not crazy.”
“Do you hear yourself right now? I’m pretty sure you told me she was a fucking crazy bitch.”
“That was before, she seems like she’s growing up, thankfully.”
“No, I don’t want Kenzie, so don’t try to hook me up with her,” Spence says quickly.
“Then don’t watch her the way you do, and I’m not trying to hook you up, I’m trying to help you out.”
“There’s a difference?” he asks surprised.
“Yeah.”
“I’m good.”
“If you say so,” I say as we make our way over to Haley’s house.
“When do you have to leave?”
“Leaving tomorrow afternoon.”
“I like Nina, she’s nice.”
“Thanks.”
“But you know she’s not Haley, right?”
“Of course I know that.”
“So, why are we on our way over to Haley’s tonight?” he asks.
“Brody asked if we could all hang out.”
“At Haley’s?” he asks with a look.
“He’s dating Quinn now, so yeah.”
“No surprise there.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“He’s been drooling over her for the past few months; it’s about damn time he did something about it.”
“I know,” I say as I pull into the driveway noticing Haley’s car isn’t here.
“Where’s Haley?” Spence asks.
“How would I know?” I say harshly.
“You know everything about her.”
“Shut up man, no I don’t,” I say as I exit the car. We head inside to find Quinn, Brody, and Kenzie in the living room watching television. “Hey,” I yell as we enter.
“It’s about damn time,” Brody jokes.
“Pizza’s on the table and beer’s in the fridge,” Quinn says kindly, before resuming to eating her pizza.
“Where’s Haley?” Spence asks the question I’m curious to know.
“She’s on a date,” Quinn squeals.
“A date?” I ask, thinking I didn’t hear her correctly.
“Yep, with the guy from the other night,” she says proudly.
“The douchebag with all the tattoos?” I ask.
“Someone jealous?” Brody jests.
“No, I’m not jealous.”
“Could have fooled me,” Kenzie states with a smile.
“No, I’m not jealous, good for her. I’m happy for her,” I lie through my teeth. Shit. I didn’t think it would be a big deal when she started dating again, I mean I did, but hearing it makes me want to go to wherever she is, pull her out of there, but not before punching him in the damn face.
“Me too, I think she really likes him,” Quinn states excitedly.