Lost in the Moment (A Savioe Family Novel) (31 page)

Me: Does your sister know how to pick locks?

Beau: Y?

Me: She burst into the bathroom this morning while I was in the shower.

Beau: ROTFLMAO!!!

Me: Not funny, mate.

Beau: Yeah it is and yes, she does. Our godmother taught her.

I shook my head at
it. Apparently, there was a lot more to her than she let me see. She knows how to pick a lock and she’s a pickpocket. What else was there? I leaned against the car door and stared over at the crowd of people at the bus loading area. Hunter stood there laughing with Scott and a few girls. I narrowed my eyes at him. That ponce thinks he can get away with everything. He pursued her while we were together and now that he has her, he’s not even with her.

I pulled up her number on my
mobile. After spending a few minutes debating with myself, I finally sent her a text.

Me: Locks are on doors for a reason, pet.

                                                       
*****

Marie

I placed my bag on the counter by the sinks in the girl’s bathroom. Roxy stood beside me frowning.
Luke had apparently filled her in on why I did what I did yesterday. Jess entered the room looking contrite when she spotted me.

Roxy turned her mossy gaze to her. “Jess, why in the world did you tell Marie to make Drez jealous?”

Jess shrugged her shoulders as she applied her lip-gloss. “I thought it’d work. How was I to know he’d go all ape-shit?”

“What did you think he’d do?” I opened my bag and pulled out my brush.

“Well, one, I thought you’d just talk to Hunter not kiss him. Two, I thought he’d just like talk to you about it.” She looked at me in the mirror.

“Gawd, don’t remind me about that kiss. It was freaking gross. I felt like a dog kissed me. He was all tongue and slobber.” I finished running the brush through my hair and put it back in my bag. I noticed the green light on the top of my phone blinking and picked it up.
I looked at it and saw that I had a message from Drez. I pulled it up and read over it.

My cheeks burned with my blush.
I still can’t believe I walked in on him masturbating in the shower. I mean yeah, I knew it was him in there when I first walked through the door. Luke or Charles would have screamed at me to leave if it had been either of them. But I had no idea he’d be doing… that. Even still I didn’t quite put two and two together until I heard the sound of soapy flesh and him groan.

I frowned at the phone as I thought about responding to him. What could I say, sorry I interrupted you and little Marcus’s bonding time?
Somehow, I don’t think that he’d find it as amusing as I did.

Roxy tilted her head to the side as she took in my stance. “Okay you just turned fifty shades of red then practically glared daggers at your phone. What’s up?”

I looked over at Jess then back to Roxy. “I walked in on Drez while he was in the shower this morning.”

Jess gasped in her excitement. “Oh! Did you see anything? Please tell me all about it if you did.”

“No and hell no, I’m not going to tell you anything about that boy.” I lifted my eyebrow at her in disgust.

She pouted her lips at me and headed out of the bathroom. “
Whatever. You’re no fun. I’m going to go grab an orange juice before the bell rings. Laters you two.”

As soon as she closed the door
, I rushed over and locked it. I turned back to Roxy and admitted. “So I lied to her. I didn’t actually see it but I heard him getting a bit of quality time with himself. And I kinda picked the lock to get in there in the first place.”

Her eyes widened as her cheeks turned red. She started laughing so hard, tears formed in the corner of her eyes. “Are you serious?” I nodded my head biting my lip to keep from smiling. “Does he know you were in there?” Again, I nodded my head. “Holy shit! What’d he send you?”

“That ‘
Locks are on doors for a reason, pet.’
What should I send him back if anything?” I stared down at the phone in my hand, my thumb hovering over the touch keyboard.

She bit her lip and tucked a strand of her dark hair behind her ear. “Well, does he know that you know he was… you know?”

My lips scrunched together as I thought about it. “I don’t think so.”

“You do still want to be with him right?” She asked. I nodded my head at her. “Well, it’s simple send something back like… Sorry. Oh, maybe next time I could give you a hand.”

“No! There is no way I could say that even if it is just in a text, plus what if he was thinking about that chick from yesterday.” I groaned at that thought. What if he was thinking of her as he did that. “I mean I was a bitch to him yesterday and kinda made it clear that I was possibly moving on. What if I pushed him to do the same?”

She frowned at me before she bit her bottom lip in thought. “You won’t know for sure until you try then huh? Just what exactly happened between you two anyway?”

I put my phone back in the bag as the first bell rang ignoring her question. “Here I’ll help you to class or at least back to Luke.”

She sighed as I unlocked the door and held it open for her. Luke was already on his way over to us. She leaned close to me and asked again. “What happened?”

I sighed and admitted before he reached us. “I fell in love.”

             
                                          *****

I decided right before lunch to send him back a quick text.
I opened my locker and took my phone out of my bag. Ever since I got caught with it in math class, I’ve been leaving it in my locker until lunch or the end of school. I pulled up his message read it over once more and typed out what Roxy had told me. Well, kind of.

Me:
Sorry I was in a rush and didn’t want to wait for you to finish.

Me: Oh and maybe next time
I could give you a hand….
My finger hovered over the send button on the keyboard. Do I really want to send something like that? I chewed on the inside of my cheek debating it.

“Mar-ie.” Someone
crooned from across the locker banks. I turned my head to see Hunter walking toward me. Shit! Great just freaking great.

“What do you want Hunter?” I sighed at him.

“So whatcha doing?” He leaned against my dented locker and tried to look at my phone. “Sexting are we?”

“No.” I squeaked jerking my phone away from him. H
e smiled at me and took my phone out of my hand.

“Hmm, just what would you give him a hand with, my
little Cajun Queen?” He smirked making an obscene hand gesture.

My cheeks flushed.
“None of your business. Now give me my phone.” I tried to grab it from him but he quickly shifted away from me.

“Ah
! So it is something sexual. Here let me fix this for you.” He quickly typed something out. A small chirp sounded as it got a reply. He smirked at the phone and typed something else back. He then handed me back the phone. “Don’t be mad at me for that. See you at Frank’s.” He chuckled as he left.

I looked down at my phone in dread. What the hell did he put?

Me: Oh and shug maybe next time I’d be able to join you.

Drez: What?

Me: I said maybe next time I’d join you. It’d be a shame to have THAT much fun by yourself.

Okay that was bad. Real bad. I quickly shoved the phone in my bag and ignored the chirp of the incoming message. I rushed down the hall to catch up with Hunter. I grabbed his arm stopping him from walking down the few steps to the parking lot.

“Why did you do that?”
I hissed at him as we walked to the parked vehicles.

“Because I kinda want to help you.
Scott told me some stuff last night that actually has me liking that British shithead. Since it’s obvious to both of us that there will never be anything here, I plan on helping you get your man back. Though I still want to kick his ass for almost breaking my nose and sucker punching me at my party.” He grinned at me before jumping in his Jeep. “You want a ride?”

I shook my
head at him. “No that’s okay.”

He shrugged and left the lot. I hugged my bag to me as I headed to Beau’s truck.
Charles stood by the passenger door waiting for me. I jogged over and climbed into the backseat next to Jess as he jumped in the passenger seat.

Jess
was busy talking to Charles about how he put together the welcome back for Roxy and was trying to get pointers from him. Beau started the truck shaking his head at them. I decided to look at the text. I opened my bag and pulled out my phone. My hand shook as I brought up what he sent.

Drez: Are you serious, pet?

“So who ya texting?” Jess asked shaking me out of my stupor.

“I’m not texting anyone. Just reading over what Hunter texted someone on my phone.” I shoved it back in my bag and clutched it to me.

Beau frowned as we pulled into Frank’s beside the R8 and Grace. “Why did Hunter have your phone?”

We climbed out of the truck. My legs trembled as I neared the table ignoring Beau’s question. Drez was seated beside Scott and Payne talking. He looked up at me
, those eyes met mine causing my heart to flutter.

Beau repeated his question as he took a seat next to Payne. “Why did Hunter have your phone?”

I sat down across from Drez. “He jerked it out of my hand at my locker before lunch.”

Jess sat down next to me. “So what’d he text and to who?”

Drez narrowed his eyes at me and raised his eyebrow. I blushed ducking my head and picked at the table. “Nothing that concerns you, Jess.”

Roxy
sitting on Luke’s lap leaned away from him. “Well was it something you’d actually put or what?”

I looked up a
nd met those silver orbs glaring daggers at me. I shrugged my shoulder and ducked my head not really wanting to answer her. Yes of course, I wanted to put something like that, but I could never really bring myself to do that.

I sighed to myself and placed my normal order just as Hunter walked over to our table. Shit, what does he want? He gave me a mischievous grin over Drez’s shoulder bef
ore he rounded the table to me.

He sat down next to me and draped his arm over my shoulder. He leaned his head down to my ear and whispered. “Play along.”

I glared up at him and tried to ease the tension in my body. “Would you like to tell my brothers why you swiped my phone from me earlier?”

He chuckled pulling me closer to him. “
Just to pick on you and see those cheeks turn pink when you read them.”

Through my lashes, I saw Drez stiffen. I lowered my voice and grumbled. “Just how is this supposed to help me, if you are making him believe we really are an item?”

He laughed removing his arm. “Watch and learn.” He looked over at Drez with that smirk still hinting at his lips. “So, everyone I just wanted to invite all of you to my Halloween party this Friday since we don’t have a game. It is a costume thing. No costume, no entry and you, my little Cajun Queen, if you swing by early I have the perfect thing for you to wear.”

“Like
… oh my god really?” I snorted and rolled my eyes at him.

He laughed and hugged me before he got up from the table. “Oh Scott, if you puke in t
he washer again my mom will beat you. Drez, I’d appreciate it if you’d come too.”

“I’ll try to make an appearance.” Drez ground out between clenched teeth.

“Sweet. Marie, make sure he does.” He stopped halfway back to his table and turned around. “Scott I’m serious. She will beat the hell out you if you do that again.”

Scott ducked his head chuckling as Hunter walked off. “She can beat me anytime she wants.”

Payne blanched. “Dude, that’s nasty. She’s like three hundred pounds easy.”

Scott sighed. “I know and she is gorgeous.”

                                                        *****

Around eleven
-thirty that night as I laid in bed. I tossed and turned trying to get comfortable. Drez’s expression from lunch still haunted me. The heat he had in his eyes when I first walked to the table was quickly replaced by a cold indifference when he learned I hadn’t sent those texts. Every time I closed my eyes, I would see those chips of granite staring at me in disappointment then anger.

I sighed and kicked off my blankets. I sat up and thought about going downstairs to talk to him but quickly changed my mind when I saw that the hall light was still on. I reached for my phone and sent him a text message.

Me: Are you up?

I waited awhile before the phone vibrated in my hand.

Drez: I am now. What do you want?

I cringed at the tone.
Me: Are you going Friday?

Drez: I wouldn’t want to disappoint your boyfriend.

Yeah, he was pissed.
Me: He’s not my boyfriend.

Drez: Whatever.
I’m going to sleep.