That Secret Crush (Getting Lucky #3)(25)

Reid: Literally everyone.

Brig: I’ve grown up.

Reid: In the last twenty-four hours?

Brig: I’ve sprung a new leaf.

Reid: That makes no sense whatsoever.

Brig: Why are you fucking with me? Why text if you’re just going to run me through the gauntlet? You either tell me or you don’t. You either trust me or you don’t. I have better things to do than wait around for you to stop dicking me around.

Reid: You’re right, I’m sorry.

Brig: Thank you, now tell me your news. My lips are sealed.

Reid: Eve and I had sex two days ago. Lots and lots of it. And we’re dating now.

. . .

. . .

. . .

Brig: WHAT????

Brig: Wait . . . WHAT??? With Eve Roberts? Eric’s twin, Eve? The girl you’ve had a secret crush on ever since I can remember? That Eve?

Reid: Yeah, that Eve.

Brig: Call Griff. I’m pretty sure I’m having a heart attack. Paramedics to the garage, stat.

Reid: Stop being dramatic.

Reid: Are you there?

Reid: I’m not calling Griff.

Reid: Seriously, Brig. What the hell are you doing?



Four Men and a Witch Text Message Group

Griffin: So . . . Reid banged Eve.

Rogan: What? Eve Roberts?

Reid: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, BRIG!

Brig: What? **Fans Face** I had no idea. When did this all happen?

Reid: I told you not to tell anyone. What the fuck, man?

Rogan: Is anyone else picturing Reid’s face getting super red right now?

Griffin: Like the Lobster Landing logo. Yeah, I see it.

Brig: I must have been texting in my sleep again.

Reid: You’re dead to me.

Brig: If that’s the case, I might as well tell everyone else.

Reid: I will murder your penis.

Griffin: That sounds sexual.

Rogan: Super kinky. I think Harper said that to me one night.

Griffin: Ren said the same thing.

Brig: Did Eve say that to you, Reid before you guys did the nasty? **Said in girly Eve voice** Get over here, big boy. I’m about to murder your penis.

Rogan: Oh I heard that really well.

Griffin: I could see Eve saying that.

Reid: SHE DIDN’T FUCKING SAY THAT.

Brig: I think she did.

Griffin: It’s pretty likely that she did.

Rogan: Scale of one to ten on likeliness, it’s an eleven . . . until he pulled his pants down and she was massively disappointed.

Reid: Not that it’s any of your business, but her jaw actually hit the floor when she saw my penis.

Rogan: Because she couldn’t find it, right?

Reid: Why are you like this?

Griffin: So you can dish it, but you can’t take it?

Reid: I think we all know that by now.

Brig: So tell them, tell them you’re dating.

Reid: Why do I need to when you do it for me?

Brig: Fine. **Takes deep breath** The curse is broken! Reid finally matured and poked Eve with his penis. He’s free!

Reid: You and that GD curse. Let it the fuck go.

Jen: If you’re going to include me in these texts, can you please refrain from talking about your penises? Unless you want me talking about my vagina after giving birth to children. **Rubs hands** Then game on, boys.

Reid: I just threw up in my mouth.

Brig: Flappy vagina talk—NEVER AGAIN!

Griffin: **Slowly backs away**

Rogan: Yeah, I have a meeting to run to.

Jen: My work here is done.





CHAPTER EIGHT





EVE


“Hello?” I answer in a groggy voice.

“Hey, sis.”

I spring out of bed, all thoughts of sleep forgotten. I wipe at my eyes and clear my throat as I check the time on my clock. Six in the morning. Why is Eric calling me at six in the morning?

For a brief second, a wave of nerves rolls through my stomach at the thought of Eric knowing about Reid and me. Did Reid sticking his hand down my pants on the dance floor somehow get back to Eric? Barb and Marv aren’t the gossiping types, but I would say that’s pretty juicy information for someone to spread on a bored wintery day.

“Eric, is everything okay?”

“Yeah, sorry about calling so early. I couldn’t sleep.” He pauses. “How are you?”

Seriously? It’s six in the morning. A how are you question isn’t exactly what I want to be answering right now, not after working a late shift. But I would never say that to Eric—not when things are this uncomfortable between us.

“Good. You know, just working and finishing up school.”

“Yeah? How much longer until you graduate?”

“Last semester. I’m almost done.” As he mulls that over, I obsess over how random this phone call is. It’s completely out of the blue, and I’m nervous to find out what brought it on.

Reid seemed unfazed at the prospect of not telling Eric about our new development. And it makes sense, since their friendship has dwindled over the past few years. But Eric is still my brother, and a small piece of me feels like he should know.

And I mean a very small piece of me.

“Damn, Eve, that’s amazing. I don’t know how you do it all. School, studying, being the manager at the Inn, and practically running the entire operation. Do you have any spare time?”