Overtime(125)

She wanted to settle down.

At the time, he wasn’t there yet, but now was a different story. Reaching out, he petted the dog’s head as the lady got the paperwork together. When his phone sounded, he pulled it out to see that it was the woman who was always on his mind.

“Hey, baby.”

“Hey, where are you? I thought you’d be home now,” she asked, and she sounded a bit frustrated.

“Karson had some stops to make. I’m on my way in a bit. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, just want you home. You promised me sex.”

“Ew, Jesus,” Karson groaned and Jordie laughed.

“Your brother heard that.”

She scoffed. “Don’t care, hurry up. I want you.”

Turning from Karson, he held the phone closer as he whispered, “Oh, baby, believe me, I want you more.”

“I can still hear you.” Karson’s tone was salty and Jordie grinned.

“So bad,” he said, his voice rough. “But I’ll be home soon.”

“Fine, hurry.”

Letting out a long breath, he hung up the phone and said, “Sorry, but are we almost ready?”

The shelter lady looked over at him and nodded. “Yes, but you know it’s not a full beagle. They think it’s mixed with pug. We called it a puggle.”

Karson scoffed. “Puggle?”

Jordie shrugged. “She won’t care. She’ll like that I came here for a dog.”

“Well, we like it, that’s for sure,” she said, handing Jordie some paperwork to sign.

When she turned, Karson said, “I’m still not cool knowing you are doing my sister.”

Jordie scoffed, his lips curving. “Well, know it, bro, that’s my hot little—”

“Stop,” he demanded and Jordie grinned.

“Just saying.”

“No, please stop,” Karson said, shaking his head. “It still doesn’t sit well.”

Jordie only rolled his eyes, and after getting everything filled out and paying her, Jordie walked out of the shelter with a beagle-pug mixed puppy, also known as a puggle, that was still unnamed.

“I think you should name him Ugly,” Karson said as he looked sideways at the dog that sat between them. They were on their way to the pet store for Kacey’s new little friend.

“I can’t name him after you,” Jordie said and Karson scoffed.

“Please, ugly isn’t even in my vocab. I’m a hot piece of ass,” he said confidently and Jordie’s brow rose.

“Um, I don’t know what mirror you’re looking in, but, dude, you ugly.”

“Please, at least I don’t look like Paul Bunyan.”

“I rather look like Paul Bunyan than Neville from Harry Potter before he hit puberty.”

“Damn, really? That’s ugly,” Karson asked, feigning hurt as he grasped his chest. “I thought I meant more to you than that.”

Jordie shrugged. “I mean, you have hope if that kid did.”

Karson laughed. “Whatever, you know I’m hot.”

“No, I don’t know that,” he said as Karson parked and they got out. “But I do know that this little man is not ugly,” he said to the dog and he licked his face happily.

Karson made a noise of contempt, but Jordie ignored him as they shopped for everything they needed. With a brand-new green collar and all the things a puppy would need, they were on their way home when Jordie looked over at Karson.

“You know I’m gonna marry her, right? And we’ll have sex then, to make children?”

Karson’s face went blank as he shook his head. “See, you had me at marrying her. But after that, you lost me. In my mind, my sister is the Virgin Mary, because I know what you do to girls. I’ve seen it,” he said before shuddering. “I mean, I like to f*ck as much as the next dude, but you don’t hold back. And thinking you’re doing that to my sister is just wrong.”

Jordie laughed as he shrugged. “If it makes you feel better, I only give her what she wants.”

Karson gagged as Jordie continued to laugh. “That didn’t make me feel better. Worse actually,” he said as he pulled into Jordie’s driveway. “But whatever, get out of my car.”

Grinning, Jordie grabbed his bags and was about to get out when Karson asked, “When is that dinner with your mom?”

His stomach dropped at the reminder, and he let out a long breath as the puppy licked his throat. He was a friendly little thing. “Next week.”

“Do you want me to go?”

He shook his head. “I do, but it wouldn’t go over well. You know she’s never liked you; she doesn’t even want Kacey to go.”

“Are you taking her?”

“I am,” he said with a nod. “Do you think that’s a good idea?”

Karson nodded. “Yeah, she’ll keep you calm, and someone needs to be there with you,” he said, but then he set him with a look. “But remember, Kacey has a temper and she’s crazy protective of you, so if you need bail money, let me know.”

Jordie laughed because little did Karson know, he was completely right. While he would be down for Kacey to take care of his mother, he wouldn’t let her. He had to do this himself. This was his problem and he had to fix it. As he got out, the puppy and pet store bags in one arm and his hockey bag in the other, he glanced over at Karson and nodded. “Will do, boss.”