Misadventures of a Rookie (Misadventures #11)(24)

Gus: Are you trying to ignore me?



Bo: I have nothing to say, I’m trying to finish my homework.



Gus: I bet you’d have a lot to say if I sent you a dick pic.



Bo: Don’t you dare.



Gus: lol What… Will it turn you on?



Bo: I’m going to get back to my schoolwork.



Gus: Okay, I won’t send it.



Good. That was good. I reached for my pencil as my phone went off once more.

Gus: Unless you want me to.



Bo: I don’t.



Gus: Maybe after Saturday.



Bo: You’re still holding me to that?



Gus: Fuck yeah, I am. I’m going to wine, dine, and fuck you so damn hard, you won’t know what’s happening.



Instantly my pussy clenched and I gasped, gripping the pencil in one hand and the phone in the other. Holy shit. Trying to keep some sense of space between us, I typed back quickly.

Bo: I highly doubt that.



Gus: You just wait.



Bo: I mean, I’m not going to count down the days or anything.



Gus: I am. The minutes, actually.



Unsure what to say, I threw my phone down and repeated Lizzy’s words, over and over again.

Be careful, be careful…be…careful…

My phone sounded once more, and when I opened my eyes, they widened when I read what he had to say.

Gus: If I almost broke your ankle before, no telling what I’m going to rip apart when I get you in my bed. So be ready, BJSJ, because I am.



Swallowing hard, I reached over, shutting my phone off.

Because if I didn’t, Gus was going to make me swoon.

And that just couldn’t happen.





Chapter Fourteen





Gus





“So you’re helping a girl because you broke her ankle?”

I knew my mom was covering up her laughter. I had called her for some tips on my jumps since I was determined to get these girls their jumps before I stopped helping. Since I wasn’t sure how much longer that would be, I figured today was the day.

“Do I even want to know how you did that?”

My grin was wide as I shrugged. “Well, you know, Mom.”

“I know I raised you better than to hurt some poor girl.”

I scoffed at that. “I can promise you, this girl is nowhere near a poor girl. She’s like you. An asshole.”

She laughed hard at that. “Seems like my kind of girl.”

“You’d love her.”

She scoffed, and at the familiar sound, I missed her so damn bad. She’d had me early, so she wasn’t like other moms. She was sixteen when she had me, so in some sense, I looked to her as a friend. Though, she did beat my ass a lot. Especially when my dad came back into her life. “Not that I’ll ever meet her.”

I wasn’t sure how to answer that. “Eh.”

“Just like your father—screw and leave them.”

“Hey, you married him.”

She laughed. “Ah, he’s rich.”

I laughed too, knowing that wasn’t the reason at all. She loved my father and was devastated when he left her way back when. “So that’s why I was asking about the jumps. She’s a coach, and since I almost broke her ankle, I offered to help.”

“Or you offered because you like her more than just a wham, bam, thank you, ma’am.”

“Mom, no one talks like that anymore.”

“Whatever! I just heard Martha say it at the country club!”

“You did not!”

She snickered. “Okay, maybe she was making fun of me because I said it, but she said it.”

“Stop embarrassing Dad and yourself there.”

She chuckled, and I heard my dad in the background laughing. “Those old farts love us.”

“’Cause of Dad,” I reminded her.

My dad agreed. “I tell her that, but she doesn’t listen.”

“I know,” I said, moving around the rink, the crunch of the ice under my skates feeding my soul.

“Great game last night,” Dad said.

“Thanks. I only got a goal.”

“Son, you’ve scored in every game you’ve played.”

I shrugged, even though he couldn’t see me. “Even still, I haven’t been called up yet.”

“Which I feel is bullshit,” Mom said.

I smiled. “Agreed.”

“Agreed too,” Dad said with a chuckle. “But don’t worry, they will. I think you’re the best.”

“You have to say that… You abandoned me for seven years, and now you’re trying to win back my love.”

“Shit, I won that back a long time ago.”

“You did, but I’m still bitter.”

That had both my parents laughing, and all I could do was grin as I skated around. I didn’t realize I was watching the door until it opened and Bo was hobbling through it. “Hey, I gotta go. I’ll call you guys tonight?”

“Of course, baby. I love you.”